Tuesday, July 13, 2010
How Mom & I met...and a brief history
..As a young, curious, bachelor kitty about town, I could not help myself. I wandered into her open screen door. She was in a water bed, and falling asleep, wiggling her foot. Now as many of you kitties know, some of us cannot resist attacking wiggly things under blankets...so of course I had to pounce on the wiggling foot!
...Mom screamed herself awake, trying to figure out what was attacking her foot, and wondering how did it get in her bed??? (She was lucky it was only me, and not a raccoon, or a skunk!) Anyway, she laughed out loud, and said, "I was the cutest thing she had ever seen," and of course I did not argue.
The rest as they say...is history.
The funniest parts are, there were 6 people in the apartment complex, who all thought I belonged to them. They would eventually find out the truth after watching me and talking to each other...that I would stop by each of my so called "owners" for a bite to eat, a snooze, and the occasional lovin's. I had them all going for quite a while...
There was actually a British lady who was really my first mom in the apartment complex, and she pronounced my name "Tigga." She had to move back to England, though, so I decided on my current Mom, as at the TIME she was quite a night owl, and provided lots of good eats, and entertainment.