Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Gee Willikers
Golly! Gee willikers! Will somebody adopt these cats already?!
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Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Who Named These Cats
FIV (Feline Immunodeficiency Virus) can be a fierce foe. Yet, it stands no chance against the warriors of Tabby’s Place. In naming cats with whimsy and joy, the virus’s teeth can be pulled one giggle at a time. Although, truth be told, not all of the giggles have anything to do with the cats’ names.
Graduation days
We are not living in a movie. We are living in life, which is better. But sometimes, we still cast characters. Lina hopes we will grow out of this.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Capital D
Diagnoses can be disheartening. Diagnoses can be dastardly. But, an FIV+ diagnosis at Tabby’s Place can lead to residency in Suite D. That is D for dynamic. Also, D is for enDearing. It only takes a minute to find out why diagnostic heartache and healing purr go side by side in a magical space.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: For the Ages
Some of the cats at Tabby’s Place behave exactly as we’d expect for their ages. Others? Not so much.
Guest Post: The boys of Suite D
There is something special about Suite D at Tabby’s Place. Maybe it’s because I’ve been cleaning the suite’s solarium weekly for almost 2 years, but I don’t think so.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: A Place Oddity
There are sentences one would never expect to hear. Weirdly combined nouns all mashed up with verbs that don’t seem to work together? Such things are commonplace at Tabby’s Place.
Breaded
You probably do not consider chicken nuggets and cornbread an elegant meal, unless you are either feline, or ten years old. Fortunately, Chicken Nugget is both.
Still and ever
There was a time when kinfolk cloistered in Brooklyn brownstones or Omaha homesteads, Italian and Swedish singing across the clotheslines and generations. There was a time when Suite C was Suite C, and cats of a certain fatness stuffed the years like rollatini, together for (a) forever or (b) until someone slimmed their way elsewhere. […]
Baffling breakfast
There is so much we can’t understand. The strange communion between cats and sinks. The way fear can birth meanness or mercy. The existence of free will. The existence of “Is It Cake?” a program in which persons slice questionable items to determine the presence of pastry. Ourselves. Each other. Cats.