Many things are best when heated. Italian bread. Fluffy towels. Apple pie. Unspayed feral cats.
If you spend much time at Tabby’s Place, you’ll learn to have an eye for something quite essential: the best interest of the cat. By “the cat,” I mean the individual cat; and, I’m learning, “best interest” is by no means one-size-fits-all.
If you should stroll into Cafe Adoption Room #2 and find that you’re not in the mood for a Twinkie, a Trifle, a Cupcake or a Strudel, there’s now a fifth option on the menu of scared cats. The one and only Marischka has joined the cats rescued from the Chester hoarding situation – a.k.a. the […]