How often do you thank the Earth for being reliable beneath your feet? Its feelings are not hurt if you forget. It simply keeps holding you. How often do you think about Eartha, the cat in the quiet room? Her feelings are not hurt if you forget, either. She’s just glad you’re in her orbit.
I know you have seen my Adopt Me page. I know, because every time someone touches my photo, my toes tingle. This is true. I feel it when you put your finger on my forehead and picture me in your life. There is something sweet about her. I feel it when you take it back. No […]
Their favorite Beatle is Ringo. They think Whoopee Cushions are hilarious. They wish they had phones, so they could prank call Jonathan to say he just won ten million Doritos. Tapenade and Polaroid only seem solemn.
The very many cats recently rescued from two locations, are now out of the elements (except those named for the ones on the periodic table).
Over the summer, a flood of very scared cats washed up on the Tabby’s Place doorstep. As you’ve read, this was the result of a well-coordinated rescue of two sizable colonies. Never believing in “less” (there is always hope!) and always striving for more, the outlook is bright for the newcomers.
What’s more challenging than caring for one cat in a hopeless situation? Caring for well over fifty of them.
Oh, kittens! If ever we needed cats, it’s now. We are in Olympics withdrawal. Target is trying to boondoggle us into believing we are behind on holiday shopping. And no matter where we hide, it is still an election year.