Thursday, 17 March 2011

Vale Tigger the TatCat

I've been meaning to do an update for a while, but unfortunately today I have to.

We lost Tigger (my TatCat) suddenly and unexpectedly today, and I've had to try and explain what's happened to an upset and mystified nearly 4yo.

As far as I can tell, Tigger just keeled over in the garden. Honestly, he looked like he just fell over sideways in the leaves. I'm mystified, as I didn't hear anything if something (snake?) attacked him (and I was probably less than 10 metres away at the time), and he hasn't been noticeably ill at all. He positively bounded out of the garden to greet me when I put the bins out last night.

Admittedly he has been more of a housecat than usual for the last couple of months, but it's been a pretty dismal summer (what summer?), and both cats have always preferred the indoors in cool weather.

Sad part is they're both due their yearly checkup at the moment, but I've been putting it off due to all us two legged types being sick for the last couple of weeks (and I feel like I'm coming down with bug#2 for the year)..... Whether anything would have been picked up (or in time even if I'd done it a fortnight ago) is debatable.... Now I'll never know.

So now he's pushing up daisies. No, really, we've buried him under the Black-eyed Susans just outside our back window - a nice sunny spot, just right for a seasoned sunbather like him.

I've grown so used to having to maneuver my feet around him in bed to rollover that I'm either not going to sleep, or be feeling a phantom weight on the bed for a while...

Goobye Tigger, sleep in peace.


  1. I'ts always sad to lose an old four legged friend. I have a few that are getting up there in years myself. I love that we have such good photos these days to keep their memories close to us.

  2. The bottom photo is just wonderful. It’s hard when one is mystified as to why a pet has passed, if it isn’t something like just old age and they’ve lived out their days. I was looking at our Sara’s resting place a couple of days ago, pulling out a few stray weeds (the place where she is buried is waist-high to me, so no bending. I never go outside and had not seen her resting place; but, I was babysitting “leo” (the dog) and had to take him for a walk (we haven’t fences) on a lead ~ his parents and dh don’t use a lead, but if he should get distracted by a deer or a stray dog...I’d be in a world of hurt! Thus, the retractable leash. bj