Bachelorette of the Week: Olive!

World,

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I’ve decided to spice up your life a bit today with a discussion of Olives.
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Some olives are green or brown, some black. Some are spicy and some mild and a few may have a hint of added flavor. This particular variety of olive is black with a touch of white, paraplegic, and with a definite dose of delicious. She also comes dressed up in a permanently classy tuxedo, sort of like a kitty version of Annie Lennox.
 Olive of the Varietal: Feistus Catus

Olive of the Varietal: Feistus Catus

Please officially meet Olive, a feisty little tuxedo kitty who was found at the age of five weeks and raised by fosters before finding her way to Tabby’s Place, where she now slides around the floors like a snazzy little broom, both lighting up rooms and shining surfaces with her fanny as she travels to greet people.
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Olive doesn’t have any health problems, save for missing the use of her back legs, and Tabby’s Place feels that her Sweet Dreams of finding a permanent home could be realized with just the right adopter. She does wear a diaper since she can’t seem to, um, contain her urine, but don’t tease her about it because, as the saying goes, You Don’t Mess With A Missionary Cat.
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The right home for Olive would be one that would admire her for her spunk, a home that would be able to change her little diapers daily, a home that’s clean and tidy because she doesn’t like Walking On Broken Glass. Is that home yours? Wonderful! Call Tabby’s Place ASAP. Is it not? That’s ok, you can still Put A Little Love Into Your Heart and sponsor this amazing kitty while she searches for her loving forever home. Don’t leave her Waiting In Vain because the love that she’s got and is waiting to share? Money Can’t Buy It.
Don't Touch My Diaper! - Olive.

Don’t Touch My Diaper! – Olive.

Olive shining the floors with her lovely behind.

Olive shining the floors with her lovely behind.

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Love,
Crepes.
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PS. Those were all song lyrics. You weren’t hallucinating.

Bachelorette of the Week: Bubbles

World,

Meet Bubbles.

::Cue the face::

The Face.

The Face.

Do you remember that one joke that goes “Wanna hear a dirty joke? Timmy took a bath. Wanna hear a clean joke? The bath had bubbles.  Wanna hear a dirty joke? Bubbles was the girl next door.”

Well, this Bubbles probably wouldn’t want to have a bath with any human person because, guess what, she’s extremely shy. As such, we are showcasing her here as the face of the Tabby’s Place socialization program (it doesn’t actually have one particular face but, if it did, we feel this one would be a good choice), where they insist that kitties learn to accept the loving touch of people. So far, Bubbles is responding and has made progress, but she’s still a little hesitant to jump into that tub with Timmy. She doesn’t mind bathing with her feline suite mates, though, and if your house happens to have other kitty companions in it, Bubbles would be delighted.

You see, Bubbles was initially bullied by cats in her colony, so she was taken in by the Tabby’s Place TNR program and given a loving place to float about with the sun shining on her glistening fur. Gosh, isn’t Tabby’s Place great? I love them. Anyway, Bubbles was never socialized to people during her early years, so she’s having a little trouble trusting. As such, Bubbles needs a home without small children and loud noises, and preferably with an open tub that currently contains no one. She might invite Timmy in later. Baby steps.

Bubbles is three years old, cross-eyed, and otherwise healthy. If you’d like to meet her, contact Tabby’s Place today! If you’d like to help support her tuition in the socialization program, you can learn more here!

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“Oh, no! Is that Timmy? Tell him to get lost!” – Bubbles.

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“Don’t you come over here. I will float away from you!” – Bubbles

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“One day, I will love you. Maybe tomorrow, if you’re nice to me. I’m trying real hard.” – Bubbles

Love,

Crepes.

PS. POP. (I tried to work that in up there somewhere and couldn’t. So there.)

 

Bachelorette of the Week: Henrietta!

Dear Readers,
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You know how as a kid, you might have had a scruffy little teddy bear? One whose fur was worn from all the hugs and kisses you bestowed upon him, and the jelly you spilled on him and left to dry, but then licked off later when you remembered it was there?
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If you’ve ever wanted to relive that comfort but in the form of a cat, I have for you, the one, the only: Henrietta.
Henrietta: the coolest 12 year old around.

Henrietta: the coolest 12 year old around.

::applause::
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Now, Henrietta isn’t particularly set on going home with one person. You see, she has needs. Special needs. She has liver disease and is working hard to keep the ring worm at bay. There may even be a touch of lymphoma, but she hasn’t fully fessed up to it yet. She’s got a great attitude, though, despite her sad origins in a tightly-packed hoarder house. She loves people and other cats, and really, she’s quite happy where she is at Tabby’s Place.
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My point here is this: Henrietta is looking for someone to help pay her Tabby’s Place rent. Well, she’s looking for sponsors. See her as the Artur Rubenstein of cats, seeking a patron to help her keep up her lifestyle while she tickles the ivories of all who come to pet her. Her medications are expensive, and so is her hairdresser. Do you have any idea what it costs these days to get that punk ombre done just right? Do you? Henrietta is particular about her hair and you’ll notice that some days it’s black, other’s it’s silver, and now it’s kind of white in places. Tabby’s Place even described her as a little “fiber optic Christmas Tree.” It’s all part of her lifestyle, and possibly her liver disease, and she needs someone to help her keep that going.
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Henrietta has a lot of friends in her flat, and they all have numerous sponsors. But not Henrietta. For some reason, she has been overlooked by the sponsorship world. She needs to close this gap and I’m hoping that today, with the help of you, my dear readers, we can change that. Share her little teddy bear face far and wide and ask if anyone has a spare $14 a month to donate to help this lovely lady live the lifestyle she deserves. 
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For more information about sponsoring Henrietta and some fabulous writing by the ever-wonderful Angela Townsend of Tabby’s Place, click here!  You won’t be sorry. Neither will Henrietta. Or her hair.
Henrietta in her dark phase.

Henrietta in her dark phase. The food on her nose is tres chic.

Henrietta in her silver period. Outstanding. And pricey.

Henrietta in her silver period. Outstanding. And pricey.

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Love,
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Crepes.

Bachelor of the Week: Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants!

World,

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Today, I give you my Valentine’s Day bachelor. I chose him because, quite frankly, he looks like Louie and I dream about cats that look like Louie being adopted by someone other than MomFOD (She still hasn’t answered for her LIES.)
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Eh hem.
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Let me introduce you today to a man with a full name and a full neck mane. Please meet Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants. ::applause::
The one, the only: Mr. GFP

The one, the only: Mr. GFP

Mr. Pants was originally a member of a Tabby’s Place feral cat colony. He was content living outside, but suddenly the colony caretaker noticed that something nefarious was afoot. Quite literally. Mr. Pants’ foot became highly inflamed and infected with a bunch of n’er-do-well bacteria.
The TP Team decreed that Mr. Pants’ affliction was likely due to a condition called “Pododermatitis.” (Say it out loud. You know you want to.)
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It would appear that Pododermatitis (say it again. I’ll wait.) is an auto-immune disease that causes the pads of a cat’s paw to become sensitive and swollen. His little tender beans could not stand to live outside any longer, so Tabby’s Place brought him in! And, luckily for Mr. Pants and all involved, he loved people! And, so far, his tiny toesies haven’t puffed up again.
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Mr. Pants is a happy-go-lucky nebelung kitty with gigantic charms and a wee case of FIV. He’s open to talking about it, in case you have questions, but he doesn’t think it’s a big deal.
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If you’d like to meet Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants, contact Tabby’s Place in Ringoes, New Jersey today! Hurry! Mr. Pants is looking for someone to hug.
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For more info on Mr. Grey Fluffy Pants, click here. 
To sponsor him, click here. 
Secure enough in his masculinity to wear pink.

Secure enough in his masculinity to wear pink.

Rub it. You know you want to.

Rub it. You know you want to.

Love,
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Crepes. 

PS. Happy Valentine’s Day!