Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Love Persisting
Every year, usually soon after Memorial Day, Tabby’s Place staff and volunteers congregate in a garden to remember and honor beloved cats (and sometimes people) lost to us during the previous 12 months.
Still here
It’s better that we don’t know in advance, don’t you think? If you told us, in May 2024, which cat beds would be empty in May 2025, we wouldn’t have had the strength to bear it.
I sing both
We all write our own little stories about the cats. “Hips and Prescott are married,” for instance. Or, “Pepita has a Nobel Peace Prize.” Or, “before Tabby’s Place, Baby worked as an ice cream man.” You do it. I do it. We would hardly be human if we didn’t do it. But the cats’ true […]
Forever Loved: Mr. Man
He was 7-Up, not Chardonnay. He was a tie-dyed RV, not an Aston Martin. He was Foosball, not figure skating; Cartoon Network, not CNBC; flannel, not cashmere. So, how our most casual, comfortable cat get a title and a tuxedo? Simple: Mr. Man always had a sense of occasion.
Epilogues: March 2025
In the landscape of the heart, you rarely know when you are entering a valley. There are no billboards shouting, “Now Entering One Of The Saddest Months Of Your Life!” Perhaps this is for the best.
Formal introductions
“His name is Mister Man. He is twelve years old and has diarrhea.” Is this any way to get introduced at a dinner party?
Forever Loved: Checkers
Checkers would never tell you this himself. But with tears in our eyes and white fur on our jeans, we need the world to know. Checkers was a king.