Daisy Mae playing with her Daddy.

Hello everyone, I would like to share a story about my  rescue cats Tigger and Daisy Mae. You see right before we rescued Tigger, we had another rescue kitten that died after a week because the previous owners flea dipped her to early. We eventually rescued another cat and her name was Tigger. Tigger was a rescue cat that we got from a friend of mine at work. I know you’re probably thinking how is your cat a rescue cat if you got her from a friend at work. The following are some reasons that make Tigger a rescue cat and they are: 1. My friend had so many cats that not all the cats got treated equally, 2. Tigger was the runt of the litter so she didn’t get treated as good as the other cats and 3. If you would’ve heard some of the things the previous owner did, you would have rescued her too. In fact, some of the things the previous owner did could have been considered abuse in some instances. When my family brought Tigger home, she was scared to death of all of us and even ran and hid from us. When I came home from work, I found her in my bedroom closet. She eventually warmed up to Mom and I and it took a little bit longer for Dad. However, in Tigger’s old age she couldn’t get around as good as she used to and that’s about the time Daisy Mae came into the picture. The following is the story of  how we found or rescued Daisy Mae.                                                                                                                           One night when I came home from work, I could hear something. As it turned out, it was a cute and adorable little kitty cat with good lungs.We estimated that the little kitty cat we found or rescued was about 4 weeks old. Of course my family and I fed her and put her in a nice warm bed in the garage and eventually brought her into the house. We did get to see the mother cat who kept coming around after she dropped her kitten off at our place. We always thought the mother cat wanted to make sure her kitten was going to be taken care and when she realized her kitten was going to be taken care of, the mother cat stopped coming around.                                                                                                                                                  A few days later  we had my nephew’s 4th birthday party and we let my nieces and nephew name the kitten. The nieces and nephew decided to name the kitten Daisy Mae. My sister and brother-in-law gave us a cage for the kitten but it ended up, Daisy Mae was so small she was able to get through the holes in the cage.                                                       Since we had Tigger at the same time we had Daisy Mae, we had to figure out a way to introduce the cats to each other. We put up a screen door and that worked well for a while but eventually the screen door came down. When the cats were finally introduced to each other, everything for the most part went well. Of course, Tigger was the one that did all the hissing when the screen door came down.                                                                                             Since Daisy Mae was the younger kitty cat, it helped Tigger become more playful and more mellow. In fact, Tigger warmed up to my Dad right before she passed away on September 11, 2015. We miss Tigger everyday.                                                                                                               As for Daisy Mae, we have had her for 10 years and this year will be 11 years. Daisy Mae  has been a joy and a blessing. We love her a lot.                                                                                             My family and I feel that God brought us Tigger and when she passed away, God brought us Daisy Mae. My family and I felt that God knew we would eventually need some joy and that we would be sad when Tigger died. The joy Daisy Mae has brought our family is beyond words. Daisy Mae has been a blessing that is for sure.


18 thoughts on “TIGGER AND DAISY MAE: PART 1

    1. chriscatmeow why was your site deleted. I hope it wasn’t because of me saying some of my sites were insecure. Found out yesterday as long as the main site secure I should be ok. I want to follow you. Couldn’t find you in Google either. Why. Please let me know. Can’t read your About page. Do you have a new site? If so, what is it?

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  1. Sorry have to go to hospital every day as my 19 year old son is in.I just checked and Spike The Scottish Black Cat is still up and running.I will see if I can help.x🐾🐾😻💓


    1. I just wondered. When it said chriscatmeow.wordpress.com didn’t exist and when I searched it another way it said the author deleted this site. Thanks for letting me know. You said you have to go to the hospital. I hope you and spike are ok.


  2. Crystal, I loved the story of Tigger and Daisy Mae. I’m sorry that Tigger warmed up to your family only shortly before she passed, but I’m sure she came to accept that she was part of your family before she left. And, how cute on how Daisy Mae got her name! I loved it!!! How did your nephews/nieces settle with Daisy Mae? Was it just a name that they all liked, or did they compromise somehow between a list of names that they liked? Hehe this post made me very happy 🙂

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    1. Tigger warmed up to Mom and I shortly after we got her. It was Dad who she just warmed up to briefly before she died. They all came to an agreement on the name and they all liked the name. No name list. Glad you liked the story. Fortunately it had a happy ending with us loving. Can’t wait to see what you think of part 2.

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