Tiger

It took me a few days to get up the strength to write this. My sweet Tiger kitty went to live with God on Saturday. Last Thursday, Tiger woke up looking like he was not feeling well. So, we loaded him up and took him to the vet. After two days of observation, Dr. Martin decided we needed to do x-rays to check everything out. Sweet Tiger had some suspicious tissue in his stomach which Dr. Martin removed on Saturday morning. All seemed to be well until I got the call from Dr. Martin on Saturday afternoon that Tiger had just passed away. I have been so sad all week but I must say it is getting better. Violet and Gwen are looking for him and that breaks my heart. Peggy also kept asking to go see Tiger at the hospital since we had been visiting him multiple times a day while he was in treatment. We told Peggy Tiger went to live with God and although she doesn't really understand, she seems okay with it. (She told her MDO teacher about it and her friends.) Fast forward to this past Thursday when I got another call from Dr. Martin telling me that the pathology report came back positive for Lymphoma. When I heard this news, it made me feel a little better that Tiger had passed away. I did not want him to suffer anymore. I would have been torn to pieces if it was Inflammatory Bowel Disease. Even though Tiger is no longer with us, he will always be a part of our family. In his latter years, I did not spend enough time with him. I will never, ever forget all of the late night cuddles with my Tiger kitty. He used to get under the covers and lie on my tummy. He had the most annoying loud meow that would make you feel as if someone had just scratched a chalkboard. I could really go on and on about him. Thank you Tiger, for making me a happy owner for fourteen years. You got me through a lot of tough times. We miss you and love you.