Tara Talk guest post: Leaping the language barrier
Have you ever wished you spoke Cat? I have for a long time, but never so much as lately.
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Have you ever wished you spoke Cat? I have for a long time, but never so much as lately.
Cats are like a box of chocolates: sometimes filled with delicious surprises, sometimes an inexplicable mix of not-quite-pleasant flavors, but always worth the risk. Right now, my house is a somewhat confusing mix of flavors, because I took a big risk.
Complacency has no home in the birthing box. That much I knew after a few weeks with the Big Bang babies.
Last night, my foster kitty Talia finally had her babies. Five brand new kitties, right here in my guest bathroom! Nevertheless, my relief over the successful live births shortly succumbed to new mom anxiety.
This is the ongoing story of my foster, Talia, the one-year old expectant cat who’d been living with me for three weeks. She announced her impending labor by leaving a wet and gooey yellow streak on my skirt.
Oh, kittens, have we got a treat for you. Starting today, you’re about to hear from one of the kindest, funniest, hugest-hearted human beings in Tabby’s Place volunteer history. Sue has fostered tumbles of kittens for Tabby’s Place, with all the glee and heartbreak such a labor of love brings. But even in a sea […]
Sometimes there is news so momentous…happenings so humongous…events so earth-shaking… …only a summer blockbuster can properly tell the tale. Today’s post concerns a colossus of the cat, about to begin the biggest bonanza of his life. Accordingly, we have Spielberg, Cameron and Bigelow on the phone (plus Tim Burton, just in case we wanna get […]
You’re in for a treat, Simba-smitten souls. Our stellar volunteer Tara is back with an update on our difficult, delightful Lion King. Take it away, Tara…
I don’t need to spend years with a cat to love her. I don’t even need months. I don’t need weeks. The length of a day becomes a luxury when time is limited. Hours can represent tiny lifetimes if you fill them with meaning. Such was my time with Bianca.
Rumor has it that a certain small, goofy-faced tuxedo cat was adopted in 2009. Rumor has it that she moved with her Momma down to South Carolina. Rumor has it: never was a cat so loved. Ever. It’s ever so much more than a rumor.