Tiger, the amazing cat!

I grew up with Tiger in my life. My family adopted him and his sister when I was only one. I never knew life without him. He was always there for me when I need comfort, and I was there for him. Then we got bad news that he had diabetes. He was a real trooper, even though you could tell he was feeling worse and worse. Finally it got so bad he had to be put down. I still miss him, though it opened a new door. Soon, my family will be adopting a new kitten. I wanted to share this to tell everyone that even though you lose a beloved friend, you still should look into adopting. There is the perfect cat out there for you!

First Max and then Thomas
by: Anonymous

In 1993 we adopted an 18 month old beautiful tuxedo black and white male. I had gone to the shelter to adopt a dog. In order to get to the dogs, I had to walk through the cattery. I looked around but wasn't interested.

I looked at every dog in the kennel, but wasn't content to bring one of them home. On my way back through the cattery, the worker was placing the new crop of cats in their cages. As I walked toward one of the cages, a black and white cat was being placed inside. We were at eye level. The moment I looked into Max's eyes it was love at first sight. I reached into the cage and held him in my arms. The cage door remained opened. I picked him up before they could close it.

My husband had never been around a house cat. That didn't matter. He and Max became great friends. Max went everywhere with him. Sat in his chair with him. He always went to the door in the morning to get the paper with Joe. His playfulness and his antics brought us so much joy and happiness. We have so many wonderful memories of Max and I find myself remembering them daily.

This last January Max became so ill that he had to be put to sleep. He had shared our home with us for 17 years. We were heartbroken. On that last day, Max looked at me and I knew that he was asking me for help. I called the Vet thinking that Max could get well with medication or some kind of treatment. The Vet showed me Max's x-rays and I could see that there was nothing that could be done. Within a few short minutes Max went to sleep as I stood next to him.


We were so heartbroken that we just couldn't think about bringing another cat into our home at least for a while. We said that it would be a long time before we could think of getting another cat.

About one month after Max died, a little black kitten showed up at my front door. He looked thin and scruffy. He looked at me with his green eyes and I asked him if he wanted to come in. He tentatively stepped inside and has been living with us for 6 months. He is a character and brings us laughter and joy everyday. We say that Max must have led him to our house. He knew that we needed another furry friend to cheer us up. I think of Max everyday and miss him so much. But Thomas is here to remind us that we now have a darling little cat that we love very much one that needed our help. Thomas can't take Max's place because Max still lives in our hearts. But we have discovered that there was still room for Thomas.

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by: Anonymous

I am sorry to hear about your loss, but I am so happy you are making the decision to give a kitten another chance at life! I wish everyone in this world would adopt another pet once they lose one!

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