Tiger

Tiger is probably our oldest kitty. The first time I saw Tiger, he was curled up sleeping in a car that I was going to show a customer. I just about opened the door when I spotted the cat. What a nasty looking cat. A real Tom. Scratches and scars all over his face and ears and a rat tail with no hair from the middle of his back down. I was scared of it and didn’t know how I was going to get it out of my car. Needless to say, I just left it alone. I saw it more and more often and noticed it ate the cat food out of the dish with our kitties and a few Raccoons who also took up residence in the building. In time we realized it was just a homeless kitty looking for a meal. But he was a tom and started stinking up the place. Our Vet makes house calls as we have so many animals and on one visit I asked the vet if I got the cat fixed will it stop spraying. He said, “I don’t know but let’s find out.” I brought the cat upstairs into our apartment and he fixed the guy right on my dining room table. It didn’t take 10 minutes. Actually it took longer for the sedative to take effect then to remove his dipity-doos.
What a beautiful cat today. His wounds cleared up and his hair grew back, He doesn’t fight any other animals at all  And he never sprayed again.