Following on the heels of April Fools’ Day, this is a foolish offering to the Tabby’s Place family that will hopefully bring smiles.
Cats are nothing if not lordly, even when they cower lowly out of fear.
Grey-t things come in threes, or fours, or sixes, or…oy, who can keep track of the very many grey cats that now call Tabby’s Place home?
Shy little Gallium is a force of nature. As such, it might be unsurprising that she was also the source of a very big scary event.
What is love, anyway? It is a question for the ages, not just for Howard Jones. At Tabby’s Place, the answer goes by many names.
What is black as midnight, falls over with eagerness, and peeps conversationally with people and felines alike? Why, it’s none other than Doury!
In attempting to socialize with undersocialized cats who prefer to not socialize with humans, one finds oneself socializing with sociable cats who are willing to demonstrate the assets of sociability to their less sociable suitemates.
There is a celebrated dreamcoat, noted for its many colors, that was gifted as an expression of love. Patches, of the Tabby’s Place Community Room where all the “Cool Kids” hang out, has her own fabulous coat.
Proposal: We agree to Boobalah’s idea of holding a luau in the Tabby’s Place lobby.
Author and poet Robert Graves missed out. He never wrote about Claudius the Cat of Tabby’s Place.