Rest from their labors
For the fruits of your labors, the Tabby’s Place cats thank you. You donate. You share our stories. You pray. You love. You labor your legwarmers off…and your labors do not go unnoticed.
For the fruits of your labors, the Tabby’s Place cats thank you. You donate. You share our stories. You pray. You love. You labor your legwarmers off…and your labors do not go unnoticed.
Some sentences that are categorically false at all times: “That kitten is not cute.” “That episode of Family Guy was important to my spiritual growth.” “That cat absolutely loves major changes.” Well…maybe not all times.
I’m sure this never happens to you. But sometimes, some humans let their mouths and their egos outrun their smarts and their sanity. Believe it or not, some cats do the same thing.
Sometimes people thank us for doing great things at Tabby’s Place. “You do things that are great,” they say. “You do them greatly.” Our hungry egos slaver over this. But the truth is, we could not do a single thing, greatly or pitifully, if not for the cats.
Warning: deep thoughts ahead. If you smell something burning, consider yourself warned. I’d venture to say that much of the pain in the world is caused by exclusion. The human world, that is.
There are no sacred cows at Tabby’s Place. And, when one turns up, it tends to get promptly barbequed.
There’s no fail-safe formula for finding a cat’s sweet spot at Tabby’s Place. Trial and error are often in order, and the game of “musical cats” goes on until everyone’s happy. At least, everyone feline.
It may be the third-most-asked question at Tabby’s Place. Hot on the heels of “Don’t they ever fight?” and “Where do you come up with all the names?”, people regularly ask: “Aren’t orange cats always male?”
Hmm. It would seem we are in the throes of a theme here.Sable, raven, ebony, charcoal, inky, graphite, glorious black cats.