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Tigo


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Home:The Loops, BC, Canada  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 10 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Tigo Amigo

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Likes:
Attention!!!!

Pet-Peeves:
Not getting attention

Favorite Toy:
Snakes, (see below for story)

Favorite Nap Spot:
The middle of the kitchen table

Favorite Food:
Will only eat dry kibble

Skills:
Attracts danger like a magnet

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Tigo was a stray that we found in April 99 when we lived in Baton Rouge Louisiana. He was hanging around a friend's office for a while and he was feeding him. One day we decided to take him home to our apartment to care for him and also to try and find his owners. We put an ad in the paper and put up flyers but no one claimed him. A couple months later when it was time to head home to Canada we had to decide whether or not to take him back. We had heard it was a hassle to get pets across the border so decided to take him to the pound. All I could do was cry the day I dropped him off so the very next morning I called and went back where they made me pay to adopt him again. He traveled with us all the way back to Canada and then made another trip with us down south the next fall when we moved to Memphis and then Texas. He is well travelled and has since grown used to the climate change here in Canada.

Bio:
Tigo was bit by a snake in Baton Rouge a few weeks after we found him. The vet told us that 95% of snakes in B.R. are poisonous but he didn't seem to be too injured. We blame ourselves because we tied a plastic snake to the door of our closet for him to bat around and we figure he came across a real one in the wild and thought it was his toy. He got through that incident with no problem but encountered another snake in Texas and was not so lucky. He had been missing for days and when I finally found him I could tell he was severely injured. We took him to the best vet in the world (Dr. Tom in San Antonio) who told us Tigo had been bit by a snake and then likely when he was trying to crawl home he had been hit by a car. Tigo barely survived, living in an incubator at the vet's for almost a month and he also had to have his tail amputated because it was broken and the vet figured it would likely fall off anyway (Ewwwwwww!!!) When we brought him back to Canada the second time he stayed with my parents as he was still recovering and we weren't settled anywhere yet and still moving around quite a bit. By the time we were settled somewhere and could handle having him again he was quite comfortable at my parents and they weren't willing to give him up. He loves it there and they are awesome to him plus we get to visit him a lot so it's a great situation for all of us. He drives my parents completely insane by living in the middle of their kitchen table. I think he figures since he almost died that he can get away with anything now and they certainly encourage this belief!! He has discovered that Sleepytime tea tastes an awful lot like cat nip and can often be found with his entire head stuck inside a tea mug on the table. He also has this nasty habit of mewing really loud to get attention (it honestly sounds like he's yelling at you) and then when you notice him he runs over to his dish and makes you pet him while he eats. We think maybe when he was living at the vets and almost dying that they encouraged him to eat by cuddling and petting him so now he needs this attention while eating. He has an unbelievably awesome personality and is just so cool. I am so glad that I decided to go back and get him from the pound and bring him back to Canada with us. By the way it's no hassle at all to bring pets across the border as long as you have a simple vet exam done to get the right papers.

Lives Remaining:
5 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
January 22nd 2005 More than 7 years!

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Catster Id:
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Tenacious Tigo


Just wanted to clear up any confusion about my name...

January 23rd 2005 9:51 pm
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Most people assume that my name is a form of Tigger or Tiger because I am orange but that's not why mom and dad called me Tigo. When they found me in Baton Rouge, my dad was playing on a hockey team and my mom and dad asked some of the players what they should name me. One guy Eric who was French Canadian but also knew some cajun said that Tigo (probably not spelled like this but sounding similar) meant "little boy" in slang french (can't remember it it was cajun french or french canadian) Anyway, mommy and daddy thought that sounded pretty cool even though they were probably saying it wrong (Eric had a neat accent that made it kind of hard to understand him) Anyway, they figured that even if Eric's story about my name isn't true or if they completely messed up the spelling of it, it sounds pretty cool and it will always remind them of Baton Rouge where they found me.
Well good night to all my friends,
Tigo

 

Let me introduce myself...

January 23rd 2005 3:16 pm
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I'm Tigo and as you can see, I've had a pretty interesting life so far. I grew up in Baton Rouge but then my mom and dad found me there lost and abandoned so they brought me to Canada. If you've read my profile, you know I had some snake problems...I don't really like to talk about that anymore...I was really sick and used up several of my lives apparently. Things have relaxed somewhat since I came back to Canada and moved in with my grandma and grandpa but when things get boring I have to create a little excitement for myself. When I first got here to my grandparents' house, I figured they were sleeping just a little too soundly at night so I made it my mission to make my presence known at all hours of the night. I would go into their room and yell at them repeatedly until they woke up and then demand that they come down to the kitchen and pet me so I could have something to eat. My grandpa put a stop to this rather quickly after realizing this wasn't just a temporary thing...he started leaving a pile of Readers Digest magazines on his nightstand and would throw them at me as soon as I started yelling (trust me, I know cat's meow but when I want to, I can make that meow sound just like a yell) Grandpa tells people that he made sure he didn't actually hit me with the magazines but just wanted to scare me...I happen to believe he just has really bad aim. I soon developed a new way to create excitement and I really thought they would appreciate this one. I started bringing them presents...especially my grandma. I still can't understand why she screams and acts all scared and horrified when I bring her presents...I thought we all liked mice and birds, but she doesn't seem to appreciate them at all. I figured maybe it was because she didn't like them when they were already dead and wanted to kill them herself but she doesn't seem to appreciate the live ones either. Go figure?
So, I heard my grandpa say that his New Year's resolution (whatever that means) was to make sure I stay off the table. Yeah, good luck with that one. It's already Jan 23rd and it's still my favorite place. I jump up there and he doesn't even notice and will just start petting me and then it's like he suddenly realizes and remembers I'm not supposed to be there and THEN decides to push me off. We'll see how long it takes me to break them of this resolution...I happen to like it up there...that's where all the action goes on. They drink this tea stuff that smells and tastes an awful lot like catnip so I have to go up on the table to stick my head in the cup and get a taste.
I get to go to Chubby's birthday party in a week. Chubby is my mom's friend Gayle's cat that she met through her journal. They live really far away but apparently with this internet thing we are attending a "virtual" birthday party. I have the sinking feeling this means I don't really get to go but my picture does...what kind of party is that?
Well, this is probably enough for one day...I have food to eat and a table just awaiting my presence. I hope there's some of that tea stuff up there.
Talk to y'all soon,
Tigo

 
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