Tigger Tales

Editors Note: We are delighted to announce that, after taking a brief Sabbatical from writing while he moved house and grew up, Big Tig has returned to edify and entertain us with his philosophical musings!
 

Tigger
Boy, was I ever cute back then!
Hi! Bigger Tigger here, Angie told me I should write a letter and let everybody know how I’ve been….and maybe start telling a few stories again….I told her if my public needs me, I must find the inner fortitude to try, no matter the personal cost to a Tig……She said ‘thanks Hemingway, go look up ‘humble’ before you start’…..I did. I don’t see how it applies, but whatever…..
 
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I grew. A lot. Angie says I grew to be a very handsome Tiggy  (as if there was any doubt). She also said I should back off the kibble before I’m a too Bigger Tigger. She’s still as funny as ever! Back off the kibble!! Ha ha! Sometimes she calls me Garfield….I don’t get it….but I usually just laugh anyway…  

I’ve had such a busy year! It all started waayyy back when I was still a Tiny Tig….we had a special meeting at the shelter, and Angie told us there are many, many cats that need a warm place to live, and that those cats could really use the space we were all using at the shelter. She said she thought we could come live with her if we wanted to, and find our forever homes from there. She said that way, the shelter would be able to help a whole new batch of cats that need love and attention….Miss Marble said we needed to think about it and we’d let her know……
 
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We wrote up a list of our requirements….Angie was very accommodating on everything except #1. No yucky dogs, and #38. Cat doors installed in every room…..We weren’t unreasonable, and compromised. So….We ALL moved in with Angie!!!!, We were so excited!!!!!! Until…….
 
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But I am even handsomer now that I am a mature lad…
But I am even handsomer now that I am a mature lad…
Turns out Angie was keeping a dirty, rotten, sneaky, cat tricking, secret….She is a dog person!!! We know!!! Imagine how surprised we were!!! We couldn’t hardly believe it ourselves….She tricked us with that ‘be nice to Elvis, it builds character’ crap!!! Turns out she wasn’t just setting a good example for us kittens, she actually likes it when dogs kiss her….with their mouths….yuck…just goes to show, you never really know a person….
 

After an emergency meeting, we sent a diplomatic envoy to the ‘dogs’ that apparently feel the need to live here too….Miss Marble is a fierce negotiator….The peace treaty was signed with the explicit understanding, on both sides, that any butt sniffing will be viewed as a hostile threat, and will be dealt with immediately, with only the harshest consequences to the canine that dares to even TRY to see where our butts have been….we also threw them a bone (pardon the pun), and told them we would take turns letting them chase us up the maple tree, so they can maintain the reputation they’ve worked hard to achieve in the neighborhood…..And people say cats are self centered…..this is a shining example of our generosity….
 
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Miss Marble
Miss Marble
While her disloyalty will live long in our memory….we have forgiven her, as much as we can, given the circumstances, and have settled into a pretty cool life here on the farm. Angie says we are too strict with the dogs, but what else would one of those dog lovers say?…..A lot of us have found our forever homes, and the rest of us know a great cat lover (a Tig can’t stress that point enough – cat lover…) is going to come for us too!
 
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 I have lots of stories to tell you! There’s the chicken gang Miss Marble moved in with, and the feral gang (we were so scared!) that come to find out, are very cultured cats….oh! and the one about the stupid puppy!…and the one when I found out what ‘neuter’ meant (sad, sad, story, that one!)……..
Until Next Time,
Bigger Tigger

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