Tiger Lily

Domestic Shorthair
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Home:Smyrna, GA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 9 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 12 lbs.

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Piggy, Baby Girl, Pretty Girl, T-Lil

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

September 15th 2006


Loves to be petted and to lie in my lap. And eat. She L-O-V-E-S food and isn't picky ;o)

Not much to report here - she gets along with everyone. I guess her peeve is being held in too ristrictive a way, but I think that frightens her more than peeves her. Oh, nail trims, she hates those.

Favorite Toy:
Loves the purple octopus from Lewis, most things with feathers and LASER LIGHT!!!

Favorite Nap Spot:
On one of the chairs under the dining table, but mostly in one of the window perches.

Favorite Food:
Wellness canned and we're trying to settle on a grain free kibble. She's also been raw fed from time to time.

She managed to survive for a week in a high kill shelter and end up back at her original home, despite all odds being against her. And she's a most wonderful singer who sings me sweet songs as I prepare breakfast and dinner.


Arrival Story:
I was watching TV last night (11-15-06) when I heard a cat cry outside. I thought it might be one of the neigborhood strays that I feed, so I went outside to see who was there. At first nocat was there so I came back in the house. Then I saw Georgie, Colby's brother, and took a can of food out to him. Out of nowhere this little kitten came running for food. I tried for about 10 minutes to catch her and as soon as I picked her up, she started purring like crazy! Thanks for the present, Georgie! I'm pretty sure this is his baby.

Tiger Lily is a lucky little lady. She was adopted in December 2006 to what I thought was a really good home. She was loved, fed and not mistreated. She had a buddy that she loved to play with named PussPuss. I thought that all was well with her world until March 6, 2008. That's when I discovered that her adopter had taken her to a county shelter, in direct violation of her adoption contract. Fortunately for Tiger Lily, the woman started missing her and decided she wanted to reclaim her. However, she was getting ready to have surgery so wanted me to foster her. When I learned what she'd done, I went BALLISTIC. Thank goodness my instructions to get to the shelter RIGHT @#$!*&% NOW AND GET THE CAT!! were followed to the letter. My heart didn't stop beating double speed until I got the call that she had T-Lil at home and safe. I picked her up that afternoon and informed the woman that she would NOT ever lay eyes on Tiger Lily again. Unfortunately, PussPuss didn't make it out of the shelter. She was a shy/semi-feral cat who had come from the Humane Society (and should have gone back to them according to HER adoption contract) and freaked out in terror when she found herself at Cobb County Animal Control. I'm sure that she was being euthanized as her *adopter* walked out of the shelter. They are never given any time to settle down and get over being afraid at county shelters. RIP PussPuss. We know you are free, happy and no longer afraid at the Rainbow Bridge. Tiger Lily and I are both honored to have known you.

Lives Remaining:
5 of 9

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November 16th 2006 More than 9 years!

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I'm Back Home - Thank Cod!!!!

March 8th 2008 11:09 am
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Well, I'm back at my very first home, with my very first mom. Boy, have I been through some changes the last couple of weeks, and THIS one is the only good one, let me tell you. My adopted mom decided that she's going to get married and sell her house, even though she's sort of an old lady. I liked the man I thought would be my new daddy and I thought that we would all live together at daddy's house - me and mom and my sister, PussPuss. But things started to change. My new mom's realtor told her that she couldn't sell the house with cats in it. My real mom has never heard of such a thing! So my new mom called shelters to take me and PussPuss, instead of calling my real mom to get me. All of the shelters were full, as they always are. So she managed to trap PussPuss and she took her to the county shelter. I really missed her but I was hoping she'd come back. I only found out later that they had killed her there. Poor PussPuss. She was a really shy, scared cat, and the county shelters never give them time to settle down. She didn't have a chance. I hate my adopted mom for doing that to her. I thought I was safe but a few days later, my adopted mom took me to the county shelter, even though she signed an adoption contract saying that she would NEVER do that and that if she couldn't keep me, she'd give me back to the rescue that I came from. OHMYCOD was I ever scared!!! And I was confused because I didn't understand what I'd done to make my new mom take me to such a horrible place. I looked for PussPuss, but I didn't know then what had happened to her *crosses herself*. But I tried to be brave. I was there for about a week and the next thing I knew, my new mom came back and got me. YAY!!!!! So we took a ride in the car and then we parked in the garage, but we didn't get out. She let me out of the crappy cardboard box carrier she used, even though I wish she'd have used the nice big one that mom gave her when I was a kitten. Anyway, we sat in the car for a while and then my real mom showed up. I didn't remember her at first and I was a little scared so I tried to hide under the car seat. But she got me out and held me tight and put in in a good carrier where I could see out and it had a nice little bed in it and everything. She put me in another car and then I heard her and my new mom talking. My new mom thought that I was going to come back and live with her after she had an operation and was trying to give my real mom money to buy food with. My real mom told her to keep her money because I would never be coming back to live with her again. She showed her the contract she'd signed and how she agreed never to take me to a shelter of any kind. Then she told my new mom that she would rather die than to hand a cat back to someone who would take her to a shelter where she knew that the cat would be killed. My real mom was SO MAD!! So we came home to my first home. I sort of remembered it, but I was still in my carrier. When my mom let me out, she put me into this thing she called my 'apartment'. There is a picture of it on my page. It's sort of cool, once I realized that I have a loft! At first I was thinking that she hadn't given me much space until she showed me I had an upstairs!

I'd rather be out running around the house but mom says I can't. See, right after she got me home I sneezed. Mom was hoping it was just a little sneeze, but then I sneezed a couple more times and mom realized I have an upper respiratory infection from being at the shelter. So she got some Clavamox medicine for me from the vet yesterday and started me on it last night. But right away, she put a big blanket over my apartment. I mean, the whole thing is covered and I can't see out. She called Furkids, a rescue that she volunteers with, and talked to a lady named Kyla about me being sick. Kyla said what I have is a new strain of respiratory infection that is BAD! It can jump quickly to become feline calicivirus, so I might have to change to Erythromycin if I don't respond after 10 days to the Clavamox. Mom is also giving me Lysine and an decongestant, and has a cool mist humidifier in my apartment. I hope I get better fast so that I can come out of here and see the other kitties. I'll keep you all updated about my condition.

Man, am I glad to be back home. To my REAL home.


My New Home

December 18th 2006 4:21 pm
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Well everyone, I'm settling into my new home quite nicely! I love my new mom now and go to sleep each night on her chest. I lick her on the chin to tell her that I love her and give her BIG kitten purrs. I'm having fun with my new big sister, PussPuss, though she isn't playing with me as much as I'd like for her to. Yet! But I know she will. We wrestle and she grooms me and lets me eat her food, if I want to. She's a good big sister, but she's still kind of a shy cat. I've made it my mission to bring her out of her shell, though and I know that I will eventually. My new mom has the BEST time just watching me run and play and be a kitten. You see, she's never had a kitten before so this is all new to her. She loves me very much and give me the BEST kisses. Oh, and she lets me eat some of her cottage cheese sometimes...YUMMY!!! So I'm really happy in my new home and I'm so glad that I don't have to be a street cat. I had a little bit of a rough start in life, but thanks to my two moms, I have the best life a little kitten could ask for. To quote Jeter Harris - life is good :o)


Lucy Washed Me!!

November 21st 2006 11:41 am
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My big foster sister, Lucy, has been eyeballing me for a couple of days now. She usually watches from a distance and as long as I don't get too close to her, she doesn't hiss at me. But she HAS hissed a few times. Last night she didn't hiss and came up to sniff noses with me. Then, I couldn't believe it! She started washing me! Did I like it??? Well heck yeah, I liked it! I don't have a mom to wash me and I've been missing it. Funny thing though, she'd wash, wash, wash, then she'd growl at me a little. Then wash, wash, wash some more, then growls! What is up with THAT??? Mom took some video so hopefully she will edit it and post it up on our pages tonight so you can all see. I, of course, was as nice to her as I could be. I'd be crazy to be anything else....she is GIANT and I'm sure she could easily kill me and eat me if she really wanted to! I think this is a step in the right direction, though!

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