Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Fruit Salad
A-tisket, a-tasket, fruit kittens in a…bowl? With un-rhyme and reason, Tabby’s Place is experiencing yet another extended kitten season.
A-tisket, a-tasket, fruit kittens in a…bowl? With un-rhyme and reason, Tabby’s Place is experiencing yet another extended kitten season.
“Is Murdock friendly? Can I move him to another crate for cleaning?” “Oh, yeah, as long as you aren’t trying to express his bowel, he’s fine.”
A reverse fairy tale is atypical. Yet, this is where we join Ella in her story: back at Tabby’s Place after living the dream in a home of her own.
Anyone connected to Tabby’s Place: A Cat Sanctuary comes to understand that every story eventually becomes a sob story. Many stories begin that way too.
What’s more challenging than caring for one cat in a hopeless situation? Caring for well over fifty of them.
Diagnoses can be disheartening. Diagnoses can be dastardly. But, an FIV+ diagnosis at Tabby’s Place can lead to residency in Suite D. That is D for dynamic. Also, D is for enDearing. It only takes a minute to find out why diagnostic heartache and healing purr go side by side in a magical space.
Love stories permeate everything from literature to popular streaming series. Some of the most endearing unfold at Tabby’s Place: A Cat Sanctuary.
High self-monitoring is a strategy for humans negotiating social interactions. It is not a cat thing, especially not for Tabby’s Place cats who wear the orange collars that are basically caution signs.
Imagine: It’s a beautiful, sunshiny day. There’s the slightest breeze drifting through the solarium. Sharing the bench is a gigantic black cat with a white-tipped tail. He is purring softly.
Homecomings are a big deal. The best kind are when any human comes to Tabby’s Place for the first or thousandth time.