Below are a few photos of Tiger. There’s even one where he’s with his mom, McGonagall. When Tiger was younger and smaller, they looked even more alike. But now he’s huge and his mom is quite small.
McGonagall was the first cat we brought in from outside. We were worried that we were feeding her too much because she started getting really fat. It took us a few days to realize that she wasn’t getting fat, but that she was actually pregnant. She gave birth to Tiger, Freckles, and three other siblings. (We found homes for the other three; they were named Aggie, Clementine, and Kalamazoo. We still see Aggie from time to time, though she’s since been renamed.)
McGonagall is very reclusive. It is hard for a visitor to the house to catch a glimpse of her. In fact, there are a lot of days that go by when I don’t see much of her either. But on this particular day, she was curious about me crawling on the floor with my camera.
Marie took this photo of Tiger while setting up her new room:
I got this photo of him sniffing at the camera:
