Still here
It’s better that we don’t know in advance, don’t you think? If you told us, in May 2024, which cat beds would be empty in May 2025, we wouldn’t have had the strength to bear it.
It’s better that we don’t know in advance, don’t you think? If you told us, in May 2024, which cat beds would be empty in May 2025, we wouldn’t have had the strength to bear it.
Note: The following post was written before Sweetie’s rapid decline and passing. But since his memory is a blessing, every word remains true. XO, AT The question sounds reasonable. “Did you know you were going to end up with a Sweetie and a Sweet Pea in the same suite?” The answer to the question is […]
We never did get to hear him say “hellow.” But Sweetie‘s voice will echo far beyond goodbye.
In attempting to socialize with undersocialized cats who prefer to not socialize with humans, one finds oneself socializing with sociable cats who are willing to demonstrate the assets of sociability to their less sociable suitemates.
Events and eves, especially events that occur on eves are exhausting, as evidenced by the residents of Tabby’s Place.
Sweetie is not the most medically challenged cat to grace Tabby’s Place: A Cat Sanctuary. Yet, his situation breaks my heart.
You can count on Sweetie, you know. This may come as a surprise, since Sweetie doesn’t even want you to count the rings on his tail. He is timid and ponderous, bashful and bewildered. That is precisely why you can count on Sweetie. You just need to learn what Sweetie knows.
Oh, March, you month of missed opportunities. You talk about lions, lambs, and leprechauns, but you overlook the one creature on earth who is simultaneously all three. You make much of March Madness, but dribble right past its experts. Kittens, March! Cherish the Kittens!