Dear Citizens of CrepesTown (that’s right, I have annexed you all):
Please let me announce to you that, although spring has not quite sprung, have have our very first veggie of the year. Meet Carrot!
Carrot is a nine-month old sprout that loves to sing. In fact, we’ve heard tell that, before he ended up in a New York high-kill shelter, he had a band called “The Four Carrot Tops.” Unfortunately, many people thought it was a Motown-style band comprised of all red-headed comedians and no one showed up for their concerts.
In any case, Carrot has taken his talent and gone on tour, touching on each of the continents. Continent hopping, if you will. In fact, one might say he’s been in-continent and out of continent constantly. He’s even been slightly to the left of continent, which is where you can find him today. For the less astute of you, I shall spell it out: he has an injury that doesn’t allow him to fully empty his bladder.
You know how when something is SO cute you just want to squeeze it? Well, you can squeeze Carrot! In fact, you’ll have to, at least twice a day, to make sure his little bladder is completely emptied and he doesn’t get an infection. It’s not that he doesn’t use the box; he does. He just doesn’t always realize that he is sprinkling the garden, so to speak.
Anyway, Carrot is lovely. He’s available for adoption. He’s happy go lucky, he sings non-stop, loves to climb, and wants to be the filling in your delicious cake. Pluck him from the garden that is Tabby’s Place, where so many beautiful things grow.
PS. He’s also accepting sponsorship if you can’t have him in your home. Consider it like a CSA, except the veggies stay at Tabby’s Place and instead you get a great sense of accomplishment.