Not every cat is big enough to carry the name “Moo Moo.” But for two years, we were graced with a giant.
Happy New Year, kittens. Let us make a pact, today, while we still have confetti in our whiskers and something called “egg nog” in our fridges. (How did it get there? Who invented it? Why have we never had a Tabby’s Place cat named Nog? I digress.) Here’s the plan: we will not permit this […]
“You want to throw me Taylor? He’s right behind you.” This might not be the strangest statement to be overheard at Tabby’s Place.
Tabby’s Place sponsorships are a very serious and an extremely silly matter.
Left afloat is not the same as abandoned. Left in the care of Tabby’s Place is about as far from abandoned as can be imagined.
The cats have a beef to pick with you and me. They can’t agree whether it’s a roast beef or a corned beef. Regardless, we’re really in trouble this time.
Proposal: We agree to Boobalah’s idea of holding a luau in the Tabby’s Place lobby.
Since Malora came to Tabby’s Place in October 2021, she has found and lost love. She has found and lost favorite spaces to curl up in.
Sometimes a typo is truer than it knows. Moo Moo was formally “moved to the Lobby.” But Moo Moo was more accurately “loved to the Lobby.”