Tigra by Carrie Morford / Your Mama

Twisted with guilt and grief….. That’s how I feel now after losing you, my feisty and sweet girl. Tigra, my beautiful little Lake Tahoe orphan. I never thought I would lose you this way, while I was so far away from you that I wasn’t there to say goodbye.
I knew that our time would be limited when you were diagnosed with kidney failure; in fact I guess I was lucky you fought through the last two years.

You were a tough girl, I knew that the first time we played and you gave me a close scratch on my eyelid to let me know just that. I hope you know how much I loved you, how much you always meant and will always mean to me.

You were the only cat I had who was brave enough to not only stand up to any dog for yourself, but for your kitty companions as well. Who’s going to lick my cereal bowls, fight me for my ice cream, watch me take a shower to make sure I don’t drown, carry on a full conversation with me in feline and “pop a wheelie” to head butt into my hand for pets? You were the coolest kitty.

You could win over even the friends of mine who weren’t cat people, you were so cool. Foxy misses you; she doesn’t know what to do without her surrogate mama. She’s all on her own now. What will she do without you, I worry.

No one could tell your time on this earth was coming to an end, not even me, your mama. You just kept on going, eating, drinking and acting normal. You just went to sleep and never woke up. They said you looked so peaceful. I thank you for that last gift to me, not making me eventually have to make that hard decision that I had to make two months ago with Tobi girl. I just wish I could have been there with you during your last moments, holding and snuggling with you in bed like we always liked to do.

No cat will ever take your place in my heart; you were one of a kind TTMau, my pretty tortoiseshell tigress.