Happy Gotcha Day Tiggy
Tiggy's tale of "Gotcha" is very different from mine.
My Own literally stalked my shy ginger brother. It took her five days to get close enough to snatch "Tigger" up and reunite him with me, "Noel."
Yes....You read that correctly. My name was originally "Noel." But it was a short-lived name.
A couple weeks after we had found our forever home, My Own and her daughter were fussing over us and admiring our now chubby bellies. They simultaneously realized that, even though "Noel" would forever remind them of their 'sweet little Christmas kitten,' it was no longer appropriate. I was not a girl! There was some laughter and then the rather odd remark about me "Looking like a Noll." Whatever that means!
Anyhoo, this is supposed to be about brother Tiggy, so here is his tale.