Catty1
10-21-2010, 11:33 AM
October 7, 2010
Tiger came to stay at the cat boarding place where I work after her elderly owner went to hospital and then was going to be moved to long-term care. Tiger was a beautiful orange and white longhaired girl.
She was seven years old, and after living with just the one person, her owner's stepdaughter was only able to pet her by using a backscratcher on her for some time. She visited and fed and petted Tiger, but still Tiger was in the apartment for two months.
Tiger came to us. She hid in her carrier, which we put in her room - but when she was first in her room, she went around and sniffed the dishes, window ledge and litter box. Then she went to her carrier. She ate well, and used the litter box just fine.
She hated being cornered...but if the door to her room was open and she stuck her head out, she enjoyed chin scratchies. Otherwise, she was quite untouchable.
I came to work one day and she had been taken to the local Humane Society. I volunteer there, so let folks know that I knew about Tiger. I felt strongly she needed a foster home where someone could really work with her. I even offered to take her, or someone else's foster so Tiger could go there and get proper care emotionally.
After my volunteer shift last night, I found out last night that Tiger was said to need immediate medical attention. She had bad mats, and a note was made that it (and maybe something else, I didn't notice) would be looked after once Tiger could be handled.
After three weeks, with "fractious" added to a statement on her chart, she was euthanized. She would have been unadoptable.
I cried. I wish I had had a chance...I felt angry. But maybe she would never have been happy. It's just that I saw signs of the sweet kitty she could be.
I kept getting her name wrong. I kept calling her Angel.
Tiger, lovely lovely girl - I am sorry I failed you. Play happy at your eternal and loving home, sweetheart.:(
Tiger came to stay at the cat boarding place where I work after her elderly owner went to hospital and then was going to be moved to long-term care. Tiger was a beautiful orange and white longhaired girl.
She was seven years old, and after living with just the one person, her owner's stepdaughter was only able to pet her by using a backscratcher on her for some time. She visited and fed and petted Tiger, but still Tiger was in the apartment for two months.
Tiger came to us. She hid in her carrier, which we put in her room - but when she was first in her room, she went around and sniffed the dishes, window ledge and litter box. Then she went to her carrier. She ate well, and used the litter box just fine.
She hated being cornered...but if the door to her room was open and she stuck her head out, she enjoyed chin scratchies. Otherwise, she was quite untouchable.
I came to work one day and she had been taken to the local Humane Society. I volunteer there, so let folks know that I knew about Tiger. I felt strongly she needed a foster home where someone could really work with her. I even offered to take her, or someone else's foster so Tiger could go there and get proper care emotionally.
After my volunteer shift last night, I found out last night that Tiger was said to need immediate medical attention. She had bad mats, and a note was made that it (and maybe something else, I didn't notice) would be looked after once Tiger could be handled.
After three weeks, with "fractious" added to a statement on her chart, she was euthanized. She would have been unadoptable.
I cried. I wish I had had a chance...I felt angry. But maybe she would never have been happy. It's just that I saw signs of the sweet kitty she could be.
I kept getting her name wrong. I kept calling her Angel.
Tiger, lovely lovely girl - I am sorry I failed you. Play happy at your eternal and loving home, sweetheart.:(