When I got Tipper, in March 1995, he was one sickly little barn cat. He had so many things wrong with him, and I spent most of my savings at the vet to save his scrawny little life. My parents let me shop in their pantry or I might have just gone hungry.
He had ear mites, and several infections and couldn't eat regular food. I had to water down baby food meats and eye dropper feed him several times a day. I had to suction his nose and clean his goopy, nasty eyes. He looked mostly dead.
My roomate thought he WAS dead the first time she saw him, because I carried him around in a shoebox with a hand towel. He fit nicely and he seemed to be in pain if you held him or picked him up too much. She thought I brought a dead kitten to the apartment. He looked that bad.
Well. He got well and is still a trooper all these years later. But even though he outgrew shoeboxes he always feels safe and happy in them. It is like a security blanket. He doesn't mind if he doesn't fit. And if he can find one, you can bet he will be in it and sleeping soundly.
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9 comments:
awwww I forgot about his shoe box fetish! Can't you find a bigger shoe box for Tipper? Who would have thought that 'dead' kitty would bring so much happiness to so many for so long? Love you Tipper-Kitty!
Awww! What a sweet story. He sounds like a great cat.
Thanks Helena, he is the BEST! Mom, he doesn't *want* bigger. He loves to squish. I'm sure it's a comfort thing.
I wish I could keep something alive that long, my kids are the best I can do! You're lucky to have such a long time friend.
That is the cutest story and picture!!
That's so sweet!
By the way, you need a followers button so I can add you to the list of blogs I read on a regular basis!
Love this post!!! Love your kitty... You are fantastic to nurse him back to health. Best friend for life...
What a sweet photo!
You are just as sweet for all you did for him! You saved him and gave him a great life!
That memory should always make you smile!
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