If Tabby’s Place could wrest control of the universe, our first decree would be the dismantling of feline leukemia virus (FeLV). FeLV is no friend of ours. It is feared for a reason. Yet without FeLV, we would never have met some of our best friends. Quinn’s Corner is our compromise with the condition we […]
It’s Thanksgiving at Tabby’s Place. It’s the fourth Thursday in November. These facts do not entirely overlap.
It’s no secret that the naming conventions for Tabby’s Place run fast into the weedy, wonderful fields of the unconcernedly unconventional. From required reading to refrigerators, no source of inspiration goes untapped. In fact, there exists an internal social media channel where staff and volunteers can submit suggestions as soon as a muse sets a […]
Five words. Ten syllables. That comprises the entirety of the mission at Tabby’s Place: A Cat Sanctuary: Saving cats from hopeless situations. The mission could be more detailed. It doesn’t need to be. The mission could express so much more. It doesn’t have to. The mission could be neither more poignant nor profound: Saving cats […]
Typically, it is best to define and describe oneself, other individuals, and objects based on who and/or what they are. It is a positive path to clear understanding. Sometimes, though, the negative is helpful: this is not this; that is not that. Sometimes, the negative is unavoidable anyway…at least at first glance. Cue the cats […]
Tucker sees lymphoma and laughs, “I’m gonna run you over like a Fanta can!” Tucker sees orange cones and yells “bowling party!” Tucker sees “Road Work” signs and sings, “more time in the car to listen to Willie Nelson! WINNING!”
When he bequeathed to us the song Hallelujah Leonard Cohen reminded us of the grace and beauty that is paired generously with the grit and darkness that is part and parcel of being human: “it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.” We carry a spark that some may call divine. We also carry weights […]
It’s June, my little jitterbugs. It’s the happiest (handclap) clappiest (handclap) time of the year. Beach time. Pool time. Free-to-be-a-fool time. (Mark your calendars.) Are you singing? Why aren’t you singing? Sing to me, my angels of music. Better yet, swing this junebug into the nearest parking lot and tell me the truth, the way […]
You can’t put stickers on a cat. Okay, technically, you can, but you shouldn’t, not even when it would be super helpful to keep track of over a hundred cats (QR codes, anybody?). They certainly don’t need any additional decoration. They certainly would not benefit from a coating of Lisa Frank collectible stickers. The adhesives […]
In 2023, it’s excruciatingly easy to live inside our heads. Fortunately, we are surrounded by beefy beasts who will drag us out to play.