Epilogues: March 2014
We did it, kittens. We marched forth. We outlasted the year that seemed like always winter and never Christmas. And now, Aslan is on the move. Now, wild dingoes couldn’t keep us from blooming.
Epilogues: February 2014
Sometimes 28 days can feel like the longest month of the year. This was no ordinary February.
You gotta have friends
You won’t make it long in this world if you don’t have friends. There’s no Words With Yourself. Joe Cocker didn’t get by with a little help from his self. Anne of Green Gables wasn’t searching for a bosom self. You gotta have friends. Fortunately, the Tabby’s Place cats have you covered.
Game of torties
In a land of ice and fire and overthrown kings, you never know just who will rise to power. With all apologies to those vaguely Icelandic warrior folk over on HBO, the thrones of Tabby’s Place belong squarely to torties.
Valen Times
Be it known: there are few semantic slips more cringe-inducing than saying Valentimes for Valentines. purchase Clomid overnight delivery Propecia online no rx overnightx buy Lasix no visa online without rx no prescription Cipro with fedex But be it also known: actual Valen Times call for desperate Valen measures.
That’s “C” as in…
Old Tabby’s Place lore is shrouded in mystery, myth and cat hair. Why did the cats’ identification numbers start at 10, not 0? Just how many cats named Oreo have been here over the years? And how did the suites get their names?
In Memory: Anastasia
Some goodbyes are particularly wrenching. Few rival the ache of losing our tiny tabby, Anastasia. No one adored Ana more deeply and faithfully than Sharon (Jonathan’s wife, our Volunteer Coordinator). Sharon always cherished Ana and always advocated for her, and Ana’s entire countenance would brighten whenever Sharon entered the room. I know how painful this […]
Tortiepalooza
Whereas: only 9% of cats in Tabby’s Place history have been tortoiseshells. Whereas: we are presently graced with no fewer than six torties. Resolved: this is cause for massive celebration.