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 | Home:CORTEZ, CO | [I have a diary!] | Age: 10 Years Sex: Male Weight: 16 lbs.

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Nicknames: Trigger

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 Quick Bio:
 Coloration: Brown-Patched Tabby

Likes: being brushed

Pet-Peeves: being petting when he is not in the mood

Favorite Toy: anything catnip

Favorite Nap Spot: middle of my bed

Favorite Food: Fancy Feast

Skills: He is my main model on my catnip mats and quilts

Dwells:
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.

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

Lives Remaining: 5 of 9

Forums Motto: Mr. Tigger

The Groups I'm In:
Colorado Kitties, Hey! You Look Like Me!, ~*~*♫ CLUB SPIN ♫ ~*~*, Catster Marketplace, Dogster Marketplace, Olde Furts, Pawsome Pages, Totally Tabbies!!!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
BUCKLEY'S "COMING HOME" PAWTY! 8/28/09 at 6 PM EDT/3

merchant: 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.
I've Been On Catster Since:
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Catster Id: 797862

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November 3rd 2009 6:33 pm
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Mom was helping me get caught up on my diary and Pokey stepped on the key board.....yep, she deleted everything. Mom is furious at Pokey. She says we will write in my diary later. After Mom calms down.....We had worked on the diary for over 30 minutes. It was long.......
Later
Mr. Tigger 
June 27th 2009 9:28 am
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I thinks me baby sisser is going to be okay. Mom was brushing Zippy the other day and she made a squealing sound. Mom has been trying to get her to talk for almost a year. This is the closest she has come to talking, so we are planning a big party.
All of us cats have talked since we were babies. When Mom has company and we walk by, she makes us say hello. We like to talk to our neighbor lady. She visists with us, too. When Yakkie was at the vet, everyone in the office just laughed at the conversation Mom was having with her. They just rattled on like they hadn't seen each other in months. When our neighbor lady had her kitty, Mom taught him how to talk. Sometimes the neighbor lady would tell mom she wished she hadn't taught Tom how to talk, because he won't shush us. Some cats are talkers and some aren't.
Now, take my sisser Pokey. She is a real talker. When Mom walks in the door from work, P meets her at the door and starts cranking at her. They have one heck of a discussion. P is mad because she is hungry and Mom is trying to unload her packages to get her something to eat. Usually not fast enough. The tone of her meows, gets her in trouble sometimes. Snippy little devil is what Mom calls her.
Scooter, she really doesn't have much to say. But when she does, you can't shut her up. Kind of like me. I don't talk very often, but when I do, I am like a babbling brook. If people ever heard Mom talking to us cats, they would cart her off to the looney bin. She is always saying to us, "You think I am crazy to talk to you? Well you are the one answering me".
Well, guess I will go make some plans for the "Meow Party" for Zippy. Oh, and another thing about that little stinker, she has decided she likes to be brushed. That means I get bumped to the back of the line. Oh well, her attention span is still pretty short, so her brushings don't last long.
Until the next chapter at Rolling Road.
Purrs and Meows,
Mr. Tigger 
June 6th 2009 9:46 am
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This week has been really bad at my house. My hooman lady lost her mother and my sisser was at the vets in ICU.
The hooman lady's mother has been failing for about a month. Her heart finally gave out on her. Grandma was in ICU after she fell and broke her hip. That happend on a Saturday. They did surgery on Sunday. My sisser Yakkie had been not feeling well for about a week. Mom took her to the vet on Tuesday and they said she was dehydrated and had a temperture. Mom went and visited Yakkie after work and they talked for a long time. They took blood and sent it off. Mom headed over to the hospital to visit Grandma. She said they had a great visit talking about all of us kitties. The next morning Mom got
the call from the hospital that Grandma was not going to make it. She made a quick call to the vet and found out Yakkie had an inflamed pancreas, but it was treatable with anitbiotics and she was going to be okay.
Mom got to see Grandma before she passed away. Mom was too busy the rest of the day to go visit Yakkie. She called the vet and they told her that Yakkie was in the best hands possible, not to worry.
Mom got to take Yakkie home Thursday morning. They had been giving her meds and rehydrated her and her purr was coming back. I could tell Mom's world was starting to get back in sync. She spent all day Thursday hugging and talking to us kitties. Our hearts broke for mom.
The funeral was yesterday and Mom was pretty numb. She brought home lots and lots of pretty flowers. She pretty much stayed close to us kitties and we gave her lots of hugs and kisses.
That was a lot for Mom to handle in a few short days. Yakkie is getting better every day. Tomorrow Mom takes the do hickey out of her front leg they used to pump "happy juice" in. Mom keeps saying that Yakkie was at the Spa getting her purr back.
Today, the sun came up and all of us kitties were laying right beside Mom on the bed and she petted all of us and thanked us for helping her get this this week. The power of the purr lives on!
My other sissers are doing good. My baby sisser gets in trouble quite frequently. She eats a couple pieces of shrimp and then takes a piece and plays "shrimp hockey" in the living room. The floors are really slick and that shrimp moves perty dang fast.
Sales have been pretty slow for a month, but this morning we sold a beautiful blue flowered quilt. That perked Mom up.
So glad we have Mom and Mom has us. It is a wonderful combination and it works!!
Better go take my nap. After all, it is Saturday!!
Meows and Purrs
Mr. Tigger 
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