ext_24468 ([identity profile] raithen.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] pyrsandponies 2006-05-05 02:32 pm (UTC)

ya, I thought that about the tattoo, myself.

and yes - we were fortunate to be adopted by her. Dad just knew she was in the rafters, so we started putting food out, and when I was home for Christmas Dad and I set up a ladder and we climbed up and I went up and wooed her over.... And as they say, the rest is history.

Tigger adopted us, too -- she arrived as an urban stray when I was six. My Gr 1 teacher, Sister Carol, had come for lunch and as we were saying goodbye, she said 'is this kitten yours?' -- as the cat who would be named Tigger rubbed against her legs. My sister and I were enthralled and insisted on bringing her inside and feeding her ground beef.

Mom and Dad made us put her outside for the night "what if she has a home? If she comes back, you can keep her." She came back, and stayed 22 years - through 5 moves! She died 1 week after my Grampa, who she also loved, and spent a LOT of time with. I think that she knew he needed a cat in heaven, and that it was time.

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