Every day a Memorial Day
Gasp at fireworks. Squiggle veggie dogs with catsup. Frolic through the sprinkler. Give thanks. Just remember: at Tabby’s Place, every day is Memorial Day.
Gasp at fireworks. Squiggle veggie dogs with catsup. Frolic through the sprinkler. Give thanks. Just remember: at Tabby’s Place, every day is Memorial Day.
Penelope was loved. Penelope knew love long before she first graced our doorstep. I have no doubts that Penelope knew 16 years of love before her arrival here.
I’m sorry, NASA. Forgive us, Planetary Society. But there is no “path of totality.” We have this on authority greater than Galileo. Her name was Unicorn.
If you are loved, you are strong. If you are Antin, you are stronger than death.
This can’t be right. We are Tabby’s Place, after all. We are the Place that saves.
In astronomy, the brightest and most powerful known object is a quasar. In Quinn’s Corner, the brightest and most powerful object was a delicate-looking cat.
Sometimes, when you least expect it, life brings you an unexpected gift. In time, the gift becomes a treasure. Josie was my unexpected gift.
“Nervous, but easy to handle.” Such was Mullet‘s description on his Intake Exam. Nothing can make today easy to handle.
We all know the saying – “Cats will be cats.” No matter how much we tell them they’re not starving when dinner is five minutes late or that they cannot have more treats for the twelfth time today, cats will be cats.
Fenek was one small cat in one rural New Jersey room. He was the size of the entire world, and his universe was ever expanding.