Happy Gotcha Day Tiger

Eight years ago today, a seven week old ginger kitty stole my heart and changed my life for the better. That was my boy Tiger, and today is his "gotcha day."

That would have to have been one of the best days of my life. I was not looking to adopt a kitten on that day. I was going to wait and do some research on adopting a second cat. You see, we all ready had a senior cat, K.C., and I wanted to find out as much as I could about bringing a kitten into an all ready established cat home.

My husband and I just happened to be taking a walk and we passed by our local pet store that had kittens up for adoption and there was Tiger. I kept checking him out, and checking him out, not wanting to pick him up but wanting to pick him up. I knew I would be a goner once I held him because he was so cute. Finally I asked to hold him, and the deal was sealed. We signed the necessary paperwork and paid for whatever adoption costs there were, and we walked him home.

Tiger my studio buddy.

We have had our ups and downs with Tiger. He had a tendency toward aggression and needed to establish dominance, even with me, for many years. It was scary at times. But we made it through the worst of it. He is quite a bit mellower now that he is eight. Thank goodness.

My life is definitely better with Tiger in it.  I am so glad we adopted him, eight years ago today.