This is the kind of post that wrecks and wracks a heart to write. I am grateful beyond words that Yasmine‘s longtime love, volunteer Larry, took on the unenviable labor of love to write this goodbye. Thanks to Larry for his words and the first two photos of sweet Yasmine below.
Tonight, we’ll all see a Super Moon rising. There’s just one thing even more super than this. Tell me true: what’s superior to Supernanny, a supermajority, Super Mario, and even the Price is Right’s famous Superball?
I often think about the human beans at the “sending shelters.” That’s a nice way of saying “the places from which we bust cats loose.”
He was already a living legend for his colossal paws, but now the mighty Milo has a new claim to fame infamy. The big guy with the enormous attitude has been…well, ex-Communi(ty)cated.
She’s not quite a T.S. Eliot cat (any dots? No). But who needs her own poem or rock-opera song when she can be the newest Tabby’s Place Community Cat?
Some cats won’t give a scary diagnosis the time of day. Tabby’s Place is blessed with a wealth of these death-defiers, and perhaps none is more charming, more adorable, or more downright peculiar than our tiny Esme.