Forever loved: Sunflower
There is a sense in which the sun never sets. Race ever eastward, leaping longitudes like jump rope, and you will stay in the light. Nestle in memory, grateful for the days given, and you will stay in bloom.
Forever loved: Lynette
She did not write with fine point pens. She did not dress in age-appropriate beige. She will not let the colors fade.
Forever Loved: Boom and Samantha
We get more than we pay for at Tabby’s Place. But some days, we wish the price was not so high.
Forever Loved: Mortimer
He arrived geriatric and intergalactic. He was the patriarch of impossible panache. Mortimer would make no time for mourning, but mere mortals must weep.
Forever loved: Roxy
When you are a tortoiseshell of vast dignity, you are entitled to your secrets. Roxy gave me permission to tell you one: she loved Neil Young.
Forever loved: Cheerio and Captain Crunch
On a cold spring day, we are the world’s vagabonds. We huddle together on the sharp corner of hope. Our begging bowls are empty, and our eyes are full of tears. We’ve lost two kittens.
Forever loved: Crinkle Bob
I don’t typically write eulogies for adopted cats. But there was nothing typical about Crinkle Bob.
Forever loved: Rose
The difference between cats and the rest of us is that we forget what’s inside of us. At best, we think of ourselves as oranges, fragile skin around sweetness. Mostly, we think of ourselves as piñatas, not sure what lies within until the hour hits us. We hope we’re more than a momentary sugar rush. […]
Guest post: A letter from Rose
Beloved Tabby’s Place family, Even in a week of cosmic sorrow, nothing compares to this goodbye. Rose was, is, and will ever be the blooming heart of Tabby’s Place. Our garden is ragged with grief today. To honor all that Rose means to us, we’ll be sending her off in two parts. We begin with […]
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