Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Grief Conquered
Grief is not a discrete moment. It is a persistent weight.
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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 […]
One day, all the grown-ups are jostling for the chance to hold you. The next, some precious little potato is purring in the palms of their hands. It’s never easy to give up the title, “Baby of the Family.”
Today, we thank veterans. They have lived with courage so the world can live in peace. They have walked lonely roads of unseen sacrifice. They are shy about applause and accolades, uneasy with the word “hero.” And then … there are the cats.
“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.