Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: The Stuff of Dreams
Poop is the stuff dreams are made of. This is the literal truth for Tabby’s Place staff and volunteers. Seriously. Also, ew.
Poop is the stuff dreams are made of. This is the literal truth for Tabby’s Place staff and volunteers. Seriously. Also, ew.
With intakes and outtakes (aka adoptions), it can be difficult to keep track of the very many Tabby’s Place cats in the very many spaces that they occupy. When there are multiples of similar size, shape, and markings, the challenges double.
Staff and volunteers at Tabby’s Place devote themselves to soft labor.
Three certain cats’ names put together in the right way sound like a nursery rhyme.
We work hard to prevent feline fatherhood at Tabby’s Place. This is the all-important “N” at the center of TNR. (That’s “Trap, Neuter, Return,” not “Turkey, Nuggets, Ravioli,” no matter what Bello tries to tell you.) But you can be a great Dad without having a single kitten. So today, we salute the top Pops […]
All it took to draw the first cat to Tabby’s Place was for there to be some portion of a building. Flash forward to building Quinn’s Corner, and the initial finding was proven true again.
No. It’s too tempting. I am strong enough to resist. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to … unless Juel asks me to.
Cats defy logic. Cats also defy reason. That is probably why a few cats at Tabby’s Place insist on breaking the rules about the non-touchability of bellies. These are the few, the proud, The Belly Boys.
Following on the heels of April Fools’ Day, this is a foolish offering to the Tabby’s Place family that will hopefully bring smiles.
Author and poet Robert Graves missed out. He never wrote about Claudius the Cat of Tabby’s Place.