Forever loved: Tanner
If Rent was right that we “measure our lives in love,” Tanner lived at Tabby’s Place for a very, very long time. Maybe that’s why we miss him so much today.
Giving bruisedly
Can I tell you a secret? I already told the cats, and they all agreed that I’m safe sharing it with you. Here goes. I’m Tabby’s Place’s Development Director (although I prefer Flipper of Fundraising Flapjacks)…and I’m not so sure about #GivingTuesday.
Veterans’ way
If you’re reading these words, you have endured. You have endured being born onto a blue-green gazing ball, a world that serves you pie and pain and perplexity at every turn. You have endured the inability to marry Crinkle Bob. (This is a suffering we share collectively. Support group meets at 7pm every Tuesday.) You […]
Joys and concerns
What if we all sat around the fireplace and pulled oysters and pearls from our week? The cats would strongly prefer that we pull all the catfish out of all the bayous and dance like Kokopelli around the bonfire, but they’ll accept this pale substitution.