This is how we found Tiggs this morning.
To see all the pictures from today, click here
This is how we found Tiggs this morning.
To see all the pictures from today, click here
Original post blogged on b2evolution.
Because of a fairly short-notice move to a different host at the end of Nov 2014, and the process turning out to be messier than anticipated, some links got broken. I think I fixed things, but if you’re looking in the archives at kitten cuteness and I missed anything, please let me know!
Anywhere you see “Sean,” or “Seanya,” or “Sonya,” please just read it as “Jackie” and swap pronouns as necessary. Life with transsexuals… *sigh*
Also, Jackie doesn’t like the older vids because she was on crazy-high zombie-level pain meds at the time. Please be forgiving.
Who are all these different cats?
You can look under "About the Cats" at the top for the current resident lineup and their bios. (Trick, Cory-Bear, and Freya)
First appearances of:
Eva teh Diva and our foster-fails Cory-Bear and Freya, then called Tiggs
For the rest, check this page
Lost comments:
Geri in response to: Tiggs in the Sun
Tue, 19 Oct 2010 15:15:05 +0000
I am crying right now, as I see Tiggs’ pictures. Thank you so much for taking good care of her. I miss her like crazy.
But I know that she is being well taken care of. It wasn’t meant to be that I keep her, but I couldn’t help loving her and wanting her. But, financially, and with the other circumstances of Tang and Mr. T, it just wasn’t possible. Tiggs loved catnip and I’m so glad to see her enjoying it. She loved to sit on the window sill in the bedroom and smell the air outside as well as look at the scenes happening on the street.
God bless for all you do for Tiggs and other little furry beings.
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Steph Shangraw in response to: Tiggs in the Sun
Tue, 19 Oct 2010 18:07:55 +0000
I’ve given up foster-kitties before (well, look at this blog!) and it always hurts bad, I know, no matter what the circumstances are. I cried when every one of them left here. And Tiggs is such a sweetheart!
As I’m typing this, I’m on the bed in her room, and she’s above me in the wide-open south-facing window, soaking up the sun and alternately dozing and checking out the neighborhood.
You did more for her than most people would have, everything you could, and when you hit the end of that, you found people to take it from there. One last stop on the way to whatever loving forever home she’s meant to have!