Mr. Tigger

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Home:CORTEZ, CO  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 18 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 16 lbs.

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Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

April 18th 1999

Brown-Patched Tabby

being brushed

being petting when he is not in the mood

Favorite Toy:
anything catnip

Favorite Nap Spot:
middle of my bed

Favorite Food:
Fancy Feast

He is my main model on my catnip mats and quilts

indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Mr. Tigger's mother was ran over at the dealership I work at. We knew there were kittens under an old car, but not sure how many. The first day we captured four kittens, two gray and white, one marked like a Siamese and a yellow tom cat. A couple days later they noticed one more kitten around the car. One of the guys in the shop helped me catch Tigger. He had to lift up the back seat high enough to get my hand underneath and get a hold of the cat and then work the cat through the springs of the back seat in the car to get him out. Needless to say, I had a very mad kitty. I brought Mr. Tigger home and put him with his three sisters and brother.

When Tigger was young, he had short hair. The older he got, the longer his hair got. He is now a long haired kitty.

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I was able to find homes for three of the kittens. I kept Tigger and the Siamese, which I called Ollie. Ollie was about a year and a half and one morning I found her dead. To this day, I do not know what happened to her. Mr. Tigger went into deep depression. You would look into his eyes and no one was home. About six months later, there was another cat at work that had kittens and the dogs killed her and one kitten. They only found one more kitten. I knew in my heart there had to be more than two kittens. On a Sunday afternoon I went to where the kittens could be. I called "hey, where are you guys". One little kitten came running to me crying. I saw another kitten, so I was holding one and fishing another from underneath a rock. I called and called and watched and checked to make sure there were no more kittens. Both of these kittens were black. I put them in the car and they promptly crawled up in the back window and huddled together. I got them home and Tigger was asleep on the back of the couch. I showed them to Tigger. He just opened an eye and then went back to sleep. He showed no interest what so ever. I left the kittens with Tigger. I checked on them about 15 minutes later, and Tigger had them under his paw given then a good bath. They were wet from head to toe. From that moment on, Tigger was full of life. Him and those two kittens were inseparable. I saved those kitten's lives and they in turn saved Tigger's life. To this day, Tigger loves his sisters. The sisters are going through there teenage years. They fuss at each other and fight. When the two black cats were little, I trimmed one of the cat's tail so I could tell them apart. If one got in trouble, I had to spank both of them because I could not tell them apart.

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"A Tigger's Tail"

What Was Mom Thinking?

September 24th 2011 9:44 am
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I just don't know what to think about my Mom. I thinks she has gone bonkers.

This week she took me to the vet spa for a check up for my asthma. The vet lady was super nice. She gave me a shot for my breathing. I am breathing so muches better. Mom even had them trim up my man britches because I was a tad stinky back there. I don't feel bad, but I just don't have my Tigger on. I am a little sloppy in my grooming.

Well, when she came to bail me out of vet jail, she was sitting in the waiting room and she heard a tiny meow. It went downhill from there. She went over to investigate and low and behold she saw two tiny kittens in a small cage wanting OUT! She talked to them for a while and they came to an agreement, that if they were for adoption, she would take them.

Did she consult me or my siblings? NOOOOOOOOO. At least not directly. We had been talking about getting another kitten earlier in the summer, but I thought she forgot about it. As you can clearly see, she did not. Anyway to make a long story short---those two little stinkers are now my brother and sister.

They are about 7 weeks old and all legs and tail. They have little pot bellies on them. Not very fashion conscious. My new brofur is a yellow and white tiger strip and my new sisser if white with gray splotches. I have never had a brofur, only sissers.

Me and my sisser are not scared of them, but just don't know what to think of them. Funny, when we find kittens in the backyard we have no problem accepting them. But when Mom brings them home, we are not sure what to think. To say the least, our tails are out of joint. Mom says it will be okay, but I am still keeping an eye on her and THEM!

I have raised several kittens, but I just don't feel as good as I should with my asthma and I am getting older. We will see how it goes. But if I know Mom and I do, we will accept them with open paws.

Yesterday I was outside laying in the sunshine stretching and those two babes came over and layed beside me and started stretching with me. I don't think they have ever played in the warm sunshine. They have been at the vet's office for 4 weeks in a tiny cage. Now they have the run of the entire house and today they get to play outside.

As for me and my sissers, yes, we will accept them, but on OUR terms. I know my baby sisser Zippy will play with them when we all get to be better friends. Mom just loves baby kittens. Just not sure where they are sleeping---our bed is full.

Sometimes you have to wonder where humans get there ideas. I know it will work out, but dang, I don't like change.

I will keep you posted on these little stinkers. Wish me and my siblings luck!

Purrs and Meows
Mr. Tigger


I Am Honored To Be Cat of Day

April 14th 2011 9:29 am
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WOW! What an honor--me, cat of the day. How sweeeet!

I can't wait to share the good news with my sissers. They will never believe me.

Just want to thank all you funtastic cats for the great pawmail you sent me. I will have Mom help me reply to each of you. And all the special treats--I just don't know what to meow--Me, cat of the day. Who would have thunk it--tee hee.

Meows and purrs to every furriend!

Mr. Tigger


Where Does Time Go?

March 26th 2011 10:32 am
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I didn't realize it has been since October since I last posted. I apologize for the tardiness.

Well, my baby sister, Miss Indy had an accident in the street a couple days after Christmas. She was hit by a car. The entire family is devestated by the loss.

Mom went to look for her one evening and found her lying in the street. There was nothing that could be done for her. Mom brought her in and wrapped her in a towel and left her in the chair overnight. The next morning she took her to the vet to be cremated. I never saw Mom cry so much.

My sisser Zippy, to this day still looks for her playmate. There were best buds. They would run through the house and pounce on each other and go rolling down the hall. Then later they would crawl up in the chair and be sound asleep. The other cats knew she was gone, too. She brought so much life into our lives. Mom said that Miss Indy stayed with us until she got her orders to proceed on her next mission. Amazing how much one little tiny kitten can make such a huge impact on a human and siblings. I miss the little stinker a lot.

Mom has made a promise to all of us, that later this spring we are going to adopt another little kitten. Right now we are in the middle of remodeling our garage into livable space. When the contractor comes each day, all of us kitties (5 to be exact) make a mad dash to the bedroom and crawl up into the box springs of the bed and sleep there until he goes away. We are such scaredy cats. When Mom comes home, she has to coax us out from under the bed. We love the extra attention she gives us.

As for me, I am still fighting asthma. I still take my pill each morning like a good little trooper. The pills really do help me breathe better. I am so ready for spring. It need to start canvassing the yard to find a couple good places to start spending my afternoons when I nap. I prefer the tall grasses under the tree in the back yard. I can hide and still scout all the happenings in the yard.

I promise not to wait so long to post about the happenings on Rolling Road in Cortez, Colorado.

Meows and Purrs!

Mr. Tigger

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