The Good. The Bad. The Ugly: Live

LIVE…Don't just exist.

I thought this was the perfect quote for our little Rowdy Tiger. 

Last week I was in the kitchen washing dishes and I hear Steven yell from outside…oh my gosh there's a cat!!! I figured a cat had wandered down from my dad's place. I go outside. Woe and behold there is a kitten. Mark adds…there's two. Oh my. Just what we need two baby kittens.

Mark claims to not be a pet lover at all, but he thought it was a genius idea to bring home two little kittens that he found abandoned on the side of the road. He could have taken them to a shelter, but no, he brought them home and put them in the garage to be "barn" cats.

Steven named the first little kitty he found Rowdy Tiger. So sweet and energetic. He was the one Steven found venturing out of the garage. No fear. Ready to play and have fun. Charlee named the second Kitty Rowdy George. So shy and timid. Full of fear. He remained hidden in the garage.

That evening Mark put them in a box and brought them inside to stay for the night. That morning before work he had put them back in the garage, but the mother in me told Steven to go get them and bring them into the laundry room. I knew those sweet baby kittens could not be on their own. At least not yet.

They had made their way into the house. I set the laundry room up with food and a litter box. Rowdy George found a place to hide, but Rowdy Tiger pounced around with is one eye opened. I got a warm rag and cleaned his matted eye.  Afterwards, I took his picture in the coffee cup pictured above. So sweet and lovable.

It has been a busy week caring for the kittens. Cleaning Rowdy Tigers eyes daily. Rowdy George coming out of his shell and is now earning the name Rowdy. Meanwhile, my Rowdy Tiger began to hide. He was getting worse. I was having to clean his eyes two to three times a day and he would not eat these past two days. Today, I found him barely breathing. Tears. Big crocodile TEARS!

My little Rowdy Tiger passed on today. {tears are flowing as I type this now} I had this precious kitty for only a week, yet he stole my heart. He LIVED. He didn't just exist.