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There are no rocking chairs at Tabby’s Place. That’s true in at least two senses.
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There are no rocking chairs at Tabby’s Place. That’s true in at least two senses.
It amazes me how, often, a cat who lived as the ultimate wallflower in a suite of 17 rowdy roomies will bloom into a quirky, gregarious creature once you put her in a smaller pad. No kitty displays this phenomenon better than our Raja.
As John said so well in his special post from London, all of you who care about the Tabby’s Place cats are truly family to us. But, our family is scattered across the miles and oceans, so we like to give you as much of an experience of the feline community here in the non-metropolis […]