Forever loved: Raja
We human beings, poor delicate orchids that we are, get all blushy and bashful over our odors and vapors and assorted effluvia. Cats, on the other hand, are proud of it all — perhaps especially their snot rockets.
Going Rogue
It’s a dangerous thing to underestimate someone. It’s a literally dangerous thing to underestimate someone like Rogue.
The eyes of age
It’s a quote that stays compelling even after it’s been Pinterested to death: “Comparison is the thief of joy.”
Epilogues: March 2017
March, baby, we need to talk. That lion-and-lamb stuff is an understatement when it comes to you. Good heavens to Murgatroyd, did you ever march forth.
Ding them bells
It was one of those stories that gets all the people upset. The cat people. The kind people. The generally-unconcerned people. All the people with real, live, beating people-hearts.
Forever Loved: Felix and Angel
Tell me, please. How is it that you can lose and lose and never be empty?
Guest post: Never truly lost
You can always go home…if home is Tabby’s Place, and you happen to be a cat.
Itching and agitating
You’ve not heard much about Miss Bea before. That’s not for lack of agitation.
T-Minus sanity
It ain’t our first time at this here rodeo.* We’ve had an anxious quintet from Southern parts before.
Guest post: Swipe right for Sweet Pea
It’s my pleasure to introduce you to a new voice on the blog, terrific volunteer Tara. (As mama to Tabby’s Place alumnae Peggy and Dottie, nee Wawa and Kiosk, “terrific” comes with the territory.) It’s my even greater pleasure to introduce you to a face you’ll never forget, Sweet Pea. Take it away, dear ladies…