Domestic Medium Hair/Maine Coon
Picture of TiggerMarushkaBellaFaccia(RIP), a male Domestic Medium Hair/Maine Coon

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Home:Lindenwold /Cherry Hill/ Cleme, NJ  
Sex: Male   Weight: 19 lbs.

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Tiggitty Bump, Big Galoot, Chicka

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

May 5th 1995

Gray Tabby

Chin scratches & belly rubbins

being moved off of a comfy spot

Favorite Toy:

Favorite Nap Spot:
in a sunbeam

Favorite Food:
Science Diet & table scraps of poultry & beef

being too darned cute!


Arrival Story:
In Memory of Tigger Marushka Bellfaccia May 2, 1995 - September 9, 2007 In June of 1995, my husband & I had started our lives together & found ourselves griefstricken with homesickness. We realized that we had to get a pet & both decided that he should be similar to my kitty, L.G., who lived with my parents. I hooked up with Little Egg Harbor Animal Rescue & was introduced to a few kitties, when I came across a fluffball, chock full o' personality & he looked like a fuzzy version of L.G., which made him all the more a wanted kitty. He was a feral rescue sort, as his mama was feral & had given birth to him in Harvey Cedars on Long Beach Island, but was taken in by very kind people & came into being the seriously most loveable ball of mushy fluff ever! As a kitten, he was seen by a new doc, as in fresh outta' school, her name was Dr. Moniello & worked for the fine docs of Barnegat Animal Clinic. Upon spying this little purring goofball, she excalimed in very Spanish accented English, "He's going to beee a beeeeeg cat!" And big he was! Tigger was the first among the pride & our hearts. He was exquisitely sweet to our newest babies, Ivee & Dazey, who came home in Mid-August & helped rear them. He should have been "Mr. I'm in charge" but he gave that role gladly to Captain Stubing when he joined the crew in early December of 1995. Captain Stubing was Tigger's favorite pal. They were chummy & respected each other. While the Captain would rather command his realm, Tigger was all about getting the love of his humans. He was very sweet tempered & grew into a humongous beastie that was all about the cuddles & admiration. As others joined our family, Tigger was like the "fun uncle" who helped make life fun, but safe. He was over 23 lbs. at his biggest, & was known to freak folks out as he was just so big. He was always ready to get down for a nap or snuggles & could usually be found plastered on Joe's chest, lightly purring, while snoozing away. He was very placid & not much for spazzing, but when he was feeling rambunctious, it sounded like a herd of buffalo coming through the house. He liked to yuck it up with "the boys" & always respected Ivee, as she was Queen of his domain & was to be treated as such.

Tiggitty was always there to offer some love when you wanted it. He was very much the hugger type of cat & the sort to put up with whatever life dealt. As time wore on, & we lost a few of his friends to fate, Tigger just plodded through, always trying to snatch a morsel from your fork, or jumping up on your belly or chest as you slept, to lightly knead with claws slightly out, that perfect place to sleep. He loved to lay in sunbeams & would chatter at the birds outside. For a "econo-sized" kitty, he had a wimpy voice, which made him all the cuter. Life was always good for Ol' Chicka, even when we had to rush him to a vet when he was ill, or after getting some teeth pulled. He was always eager to find his way into everyone's heart & quite happy to get a pettin' or a cuddle. Life has moved so quickly for this fuzzy kitten/ humongous monster kitty. It seems like it went all too quickly in retrospect. On September 9th, at 3:45, he was napping on the couch in the front room, the ideal room for sunbeams. My husband was doing this or that, as I fluffled & puffed in the bathroom, so we could get to the stores for more cat food, we'd noticed that Tigger's nap chums had gotten up & left him be on the couch. He let out a terrible sound, which sounded like a deep seated human cough & before I could get to him, he had left this world from a heart attack. Joe & I were dumbfounded & hurt. As we had experienced variations in a few of our pets' deaths, his was the quickest & most profound. One minute he was snoozing & then just gone. I hadn't been able to talk, nor write about him since it happened, as I am still tormented by the aburuptness of his end. I am glad that he didn't suffer. I'm delighted that I didn't have to decide to offer him that "last kindness," but I'm still saddened by how quickly he was snatched from us. Joe & I are still feeling raw about his loss, so we haven't shared our emotions over Tigger's loss & that says plenty about how sad it was for Joe to lose a bedfellow & dear friend. Life is meant to be shared with animals & we offer the best life that can be had by our standard of living. It's just so hard to lose these furry kids, because we adore them so. I hope that I will be rejoined with Tigger & the rest of our "gang." Honestly, if I am made to choose between "people" heaven or "animal" heaven, without a two beat pause, I'd choose animal heaven. I just hope there's room for humans & animals up there, so no choosing has to be made & beloved relatives & friends are left to scratch their heads. I'll always be thankful for having Tigger Marushka with us. He was a "beeeeeg" cat indeed.

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