Not kidding! Mine was named Smurphy...but the story is similar. He was at a cat sanctuary; no one wanted him because he had a cleft palate and sneezed ALL the time; the snot FLEW everywhere. His owner had named him Mercedes, but we renamed him, Murphy, almost immediately to become Smurfy. His upper respiratory GRADUALLY got better; we never let him out much and then only on a leash as he couldn't smell to come back home! But my Smurf lived to be 19 years old, which was very old for a cleft palate kid. He even looked like yours, a long-limbed white and tiger....always drinking out of our tub, because it didn't flow back through his nose.
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