Nicknames: Kitty, Fat Boy, S*%$ head, Bubba, Big boy
Birthday: October 14th 2007
Coloration: Orange & White Tabby
Likes: Getting the dogs to chase him and Meow Mix. Cuddling with HIS people and canine siblings.
Pet-Peeves: Getting a bath, and the local ferral cats. Bad weather because he can't go outside.
Favorite Toy: The little jingle balls! And he he LOVES Harley because they play like brothers rough housing.
Favorite Nap Spot: My pillow, the window seal, the top of his cat tree, in the bathroom sink
Favorite Food: Meow Mix origional, I feed my dogs Nutro Natural and I tried Nutro and he hates it! He ONLY like Meow Mix! He doesn't like canned food either. I buy the expensive healthy food for him and mix it with Meow Mix then he eats all the Meow Mix first.
Skills: Running REALLY fast, tree climbing, and irratating me with his constant meowing! MOL
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: We had been living in our new house for about 3 months and the last couple weeks we have been hearing a lot of noise under the house. Because we live in the country we were scared it might be a possum or raccoon or some squirrels. So we set a humane trap. And Tigger is what we caught. He came out all purrs and was just skin and bones. We pet him gave him some turkey sandwich meat and some water (It was in the 100 degrees + that day). I went to the dollar store and got him some meow mix not planning on keeping him. Ever since then we were stuck. He has been living on our back porch now for about a week. He is dying to come inside the house and will dart in only to be faced with my three (now 6 dogs) dogs and will high tail it out. We would love to bring him in but it just would not work out with the dogs. But he can live out there as long as he wants to.********
That was the old story! When we first found him we fed him loved him and put up signs and ads in the paper. We did not get ONE call. Then he started tearing up our window screens and spraying on my husbands prized hot rod. He told me "thats it get rid of him." I called every rescue I could find and every one was full, I refused to take him to a shelter because I knew his chances there were not good. I convinced him to let me keep him until I found him a proper home. I asked EVERYONE even going to the pet stores and asking people in the cat line no one wanted another cat. I was driven to tears every night because it was causing a major wedge in mine and my husbands relationship.
Then one day I got up and noticed him limping and thought he maybe got something caught in his paw and he’d be fine soon when it got worse and not better I checked his foot and his paw pad was completely ripped in two pieces OUCH I told my husband I HAD to take him to the vet. He was not thrilled about ANOTHER vet bill. And we are really not cat people. I pleaded with him and said it could be my upcoming anniversary present getting him neutered also because all we need is more unwanted cats out here. Even though he got me a present anyway. So I took him in a had him neutered and had his injured foot fixed.
The vet advised us to keep him inside for 2 to 3 weeks to let him heal. We bandaged his foot and he would rip the bandage off and rip out his stitches. After another trip to the vet to put his stitches back in and he did it again. We got him the e-collar and a third set of stitches. Within two days we introduced him to the dogs one at a time and the dogs paid no attention and he didn’t seem bothered. It only took a couple days of adjustment to each other and now he loves the dogs especially Lizzie and she adores him. As soon as he was healed his behavior problems completely disappeared he stopped clawing and spraying 100 percent.
I have a soft spot for him. I felt he had to have some traumatic experience in his life. He is SO sweet and LOVES people we know he had to have a home and one time. And then all the sudden weather it was an accident (he got lost) or on purpose (he was dumped out here) he went from a loving home life to living off rats and mice under a country home hiding from coyotes, loose dogs, feral cats, possums, raccons, and hawks. He cannot get enough love, he follows us everywhere we go. I made a deal with my husband that if Tigger could be allowed in the house he could have the $1500 stimulus check, because he did NOT want him in the house. Now he comes in whenever he wants! We keep him in at night (when the coyotes come out) and on bad weather but he chooses to be outside most days. He is by far the most amazing cat I have ever known I can NOT imagine my life without him. He’s my world I can NOT imagine a more perfect cat for our home. And My husband and him are the best of friends and inseperable. I tell him “your welcome for keeping your little buddy” all the time.
Bio: We have never really been cat people. We like them but we have always had dogs. Anyway when Tigger found us I think it was fate. I did want one cat, and my husband walks outside one day and says I heard rustling under the house. I had also been hearing it late at night for a couple days so we set a humane trap and Tigger is what we found. He came straight out all purrs and lots of rubbing kitty love. In the beginning we weren't so sure it would work out, and thought about calling some rescues. Because he sprayed on my husband prized hot rot, he clawed open one of our window screens, he would also bite when he got really excited about our attention, and we HATE the idea of a litter box. And if he was going to be my kitty there is NO way I would leave him outside at night. We have local feral cats, large dogs run loose, hawks, coyotes, and other diseased animals such as raccoons and possums. Anyway, he stayed mainly outside as I had three dogs at the time that had never been around cats. I took each dog one at a time out on a leash to meet him and none of them showed any signs of aggression with him. Then I noticed him limping one day and saw that his paw pad was completely ripped in two. I also wanted to get him neutered as we have LOTS of feral cats out here and I do not want to help contribute to them as well as the pet overpopulation. So we took him to the vet to fix his foot and him and to get all his vaccines. The vet recommended 2 to 3 weeks indoors. He was NOT happy about being locked up all the time. He ran out into the living room one day and the dogs didn't even care, just wanted to sniff him. So as soon as he recovered from the surgeries he was a different cat, he had NO more behavioral problems. We clip his front claws, we got him a cat tree for him to scratch on (he figured it out really fast) and I would walk away and ignore him when he would do the love bite. He's a smart kitty and a fast learner. He goes out when he wants, comes in when he wants. And he could not be a happier more loved and spoiled kitty. From day one (since he was inside the house) he has gotten along GREAT with my dogs, my four year old daughter. And he is just a purr machine. I told my husband "I bet we could search for years and not find a cat that is good with kids, dogs, and living in the country safely." He was a gift from heaven and we are so glad he found us.