Epilogues: March 2025
In the landscape of the heart, you rarely know when you are entering a valley. There are no billboards shouting, “Now Entering One Of The Saddest Months Of Your Life!” Perhaps this is for the best.
In the landscape of the heart, you rarely know when you are entering a valley. There are no billboards shouting, “Now Entering One Of The Saddest Months Of Your Life!” Perhaps this is for the best.
If you are trying to get somewhere fast, don’t take Berry. If you are trying to get somewhere sweet, he’s your man.
Since 1911, International Women’s Day has been “a global day celebrating the social, economic, cultural, and political achievements of women.” Tabby’s Place thrives on the brilliance, bravery, empathy, and energy of a legendary league of women. Our volunteers, staff, and donors are humble heroes. They tilt the arc of the universe towards love, on an […]
Every month in Tabby’s Place history has been majestic. We are in the business of cats, so it cannot be otherwise. But January 2025 shines in a class of its own. Or rather, its Oram.
Who is this swaggering stranger introducing itself as 2025? What did it do with 2024, or 1981 for that matter? Do cats follow any calendar, other than the primordial cycle of giblets and nuggets? And most importantly: how does Theodosia, age one hundred nine, remain untouched by years?
There is a note on my desk reading, “Everything is really, truly OK.” You might say we whisper this over every Tabby’s Place cat. That would be half the story.