We are too stingy with the word “saint.” We attach it to St. Valentine, but not the purring peacemaker who warms our lap and kneads our aches. We pin it on St. Patrick, but not the kitten who jolts us from our doldrums to prove that joy still exists, and gravity is subject to negotiation. […]
We all know that tummy trouble happens when we eat too many sweets at once. But, what happens when three ultra-sweet cats all land at once in the tummy trouble suite at Tabby’s Place? More Toasted Marshmallows: The Tummy Trouble Edition.
It was the hardest kind of day. It was the kindest kind of day. It was one of those days. You know those days.
The world loves the precocious. You can find many articles like, “The 21 Most Eminent Astrophysicists Under 21,” or “Seven Must-Read Novelists Under Age Three.” But, although I’m happy for kittens who make it big, I confess: my favorite flower is the late bloomer.
Everybody needs a comfort buddy. At Tabby’s Place, thanks to the Comfort Buddies volunteer socializer program, these abound.
Trent insists that you get to know all (or more) about Tabby’s Place, and, of course, about him too…and maybe some of the other cats in residence.
World leaders, policymakers, miscellaneous ice cream persons and yak herders, may we have your attention? We realize you are occupied with a world of grief and war. The sorrows seem intractable. Love limps along. But today, on International Women’s Day, we would like to submit our answer to the planet’s problems. Put a woman in […]
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 […]