This is Tigger. She was a feral cat turned barn cat turned house cat. She's ~20 years old. I've had her for 18.5 years now. She was super loving the day I got her with a side of spicy don't mess with me.

She decided to retire her feral then barn cat ways the night before she gave birth. She wandered up to a coworker's door, screamed bloody murder until she was let in, given the princess treatment she demanded, and claimed the family as her own. Then when everyone went to sleep for the night, she gave birth. If you like kittens, it was basically Christmas morning the next day!

Well, this was already a household of 4 cats. Taking on a 5th wasn't in the cards. But a 5th who just added SIX MORE was really not in the cards. That's where I came in. I went to my coworker's place, met the kittens, met mom, and she attached herself to me. The answer was clear. She chose me.

She's spent the last 18 years or so reminding me that she's in charge, she's a princess, and if I don't do what she wants, she will scream at me with the voice that sounds like she smokes 4 packs a day. I love her so incredibly much.

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[–] [S] 4 points 1 month ago

The harness was for her vet visit that day. She's an old lady so she goes once a month for solensia shots for her arthritis. She's a princess so she only goes in the cat carrier in the car. She demands to be carried into the vet so everyone can tell her how beautiful and pretty she is. Don't worry, they tell her. The harness and leash keep her safe just in case.

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  • [–] 2 points 3 weeks ago (2 children)

    Such a cutie tortie!

    Is she the only cat you live with or do you have others? I was thinking about adopting a second one maybe, once my cat's socialization process is more advanced.

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  • [–] [S] 2 points 3 weeks ago

    I have an orange boy who was feral. Mom was a feral and got killed. They were found in a barn and they were only a few days old. None of the shelters would take them, the people who found them were told "they will die before you even get them here."

    Thankfully, they had tools and formula to get them through the first 24 hours when my friend decided to take the entire litter in. They were being bottle fed by hand every 2 hours, she had to manually simulate them to go to the bathroom, the whole works. As they became actual kittens and not eating sleeping blobs, the feral became evident.

    She was the only one allowed in the room with the kittens, they viewed her as mom. Anyone else the kittens would scratch to shreds. The girl cat who became the head protector got the affectionate nickname of "bitch face."

    Thankfully she had a great community of friends who was willing to put in time and effort with them. They were regularly meeting new people in a safe way, they were starting to socialize and do well. They were eventually able to be adopted out, thankfully by people in the group who were helping. My friend only kept one cat and that's my orange boy.

    She had him for 2 years but she recognized he wasn't thriving with her. That's when she posted she was looking for a good home for him. I had just went through a messy breakup and I had my girl and a dog (who was amazing with cats) and I decided why not? It took about 3 months before the 2 cats would tolerate each other. Probably about a year before they liked each other. I'm not sure when they became besties but, it was slow. She's almost 21 now, he's almost 19.

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