Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Zero Gravity
A cat slowly nudges a full glass of water to the edge of a precipice, relishing the moments of anticipation until, inescapably, gravity’s pull slams home with a crash and a splash.
Hall O’ Wheeeeeeeeeeee-in’
This is not a test. This is not a drill. This is certainly not a dress rehearsal. This is Halloween, on a Friday.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Ship Shape
Ahoy, me hearties! Avast ye! It might seem a wee bit strange, but Tabby’s Place is being run like a pirate ship these days. The cats (and several hundred people) are keeping things under smooth sail, no matter how the winds blow or when there are seas of change.
Three-strand cord
Every kitten should be knit into the quilt of kindness. But without a family, a little life can fray at the seams. His only hope is the braid.
Epilogues: August 2025
Autumn is in the eyes of the beholder. Is it homework, or cardigans with pockets big enough to carry kittens? Is it decay, or farm stands selling warty gourds with googly eyes? Is it the last belch of the year, or a belated beginning?
Epilogues: July 2025
At least once a week, someone tells me they are scared to visit Tabby’s Place. This always comes from someone blessed and challenged with a tender heart. They know their own softness. They fear they may not be able to bear the sight of cats who cannot walk, or seniors once discarded. They picture Tabby’s […]