Thursday, 15 November 2007

There can be only one...

Since I'z been asked about my name a few times I thought I'd better get round to 'xplaining where it comes from and all that interestin' stuff! :)

First of all when Mummy and Dad decided they wanted to spend their lives together Dad told Mummy he was allergic to cats! :( This was his only bad point I guess, so Mummy being catless at the time put up with the fact that she was going to have to lead a sad and catless life to be with Dad... So they loved in together and a year later they bought this house and moved here. Still Mummy was sad and catless, but she loved Dad so much that she suffered quietly. Then one cold wet night in late October a bedraggled tuxie turned up in the back garden looking very sorry for himself and cold. Mummy let him into the garage so he could get out of the rain and she and my boy helped dry him off with some old towels...

When Dad came home they showed him the tuxie and 'cause it was rainin' so hard Dad agreed to go get it some cat food from the shops. Mummy gave it a bowl of water and made it a warm, dry place to snuggle up for the night. Soon Dad came back with a tin of food and some bikky and it had a belly at least as it dried off. The people who'd had the house before Mummy and Dad had had a cat and so the garage door had a cat flap in it. So the mystery tuxie could get outside if he wanted to go, and get back in again if he wanted to stay...

He stayed and the next night it got really, really cold so before Dad came home from work Mummy let the tuxie in the house for some more food. Dad came home early and found Mummy, my boy and the tuxie all happy in the kitchen and suddenly he felt really sorry for him and said that the tuxie could stay in until bedtime as long as it didn't set off an allergic reaction or asthma attack in him... That evening Dad decided they better give the cat a name and so asked Mummy if he could call it Mut after the goddess as he didn't know the tuxie was a Mancat! ;) But the cat seemed to like the name and kept coming for food, and Mummy was just so happy to have a cat in her life again that she didn't mention it to him... :)

Soon Mummy decided they better get Mut a collar as they needed to know if someone owned him and if not let everyone know he was being looked after. Mummy wrote a little note and put it in an ID barrel giving their name and number and saying this cat kept coming over for food and spending the night with them. A few days later Mummy got the call she was dreading, Mut was called Al and was a much loved cat who's family had been silly enough to bring a puppy home and upset him with it! They thanked Mummy ever so much for making sure he was fed and safe and returned the collar she's bought him... When Dad came home he found both Mummy and my boy crying and was told that Mut was Al and had gone home to his family.

A few days passed and Mummy and my boy were very quiet and sad, Dad found he was sad too and since he'd not reacted to Al thought it might be possible to find another cat with similar furs and bring him home for my boy's 5th Birthday at the end of November. He asked Mummy what she thought and she was overjoyed! :) Soon they were looking for a rescue cat with nice short sleek furs...

They looked at a few cats and called around about a few more and then went to the RSPCA cat place near here and found me! I looked different from the other cats, I was big and black and regal looking. Not a huge one for fuss, but happy to be held... They asked about my history and found I'd been given to the RSPCA by my owner 'cause of my tendency to run away from home all the time! (Well I didn't likez them, so what did they expect from me?!) I was 14 months old and had been fixed and micro chipped already and most important of all my furs was lovely! :) Dad was sure my furs wouldn't affect him and he buried his face in my side to see what happened (he was packing asthma and allergy meds in his pocket just in case I hear!) Nothing happened and I just purred softly, so they asked if theyz could take me home - since no one wanted to risk taking a purrsistent runaway home, the RSPCA were really pleased to have found me someone who wanted to. So they sent Mummy, Dad and my boy off to get me a PTU and said I could go home with them straight away if they got one! :)

They came back with the new PTU pretty fast and even though I'z hates PTU's I got in happily and as soon as the paperwork was done I gotz to go in the scary metal monster and come here! :) Soon I had taken full ownership of the house and my boy too! :) Best yet Dad said to Mummy that he could only put up with one cat, so I needed to have a special name...

So'z Mummy put her thinking cap on big time... I'd been called Tigger by my original peoples, but it really didn't suite me a big black cat! So Mummy took the Tig for my beginning, and added the Mut the Goddess name Dad liked to it, and finally the 'Hep 'cause of what I did to my PTU when I came home... You see
Hapi (Hapy, Hap, Hep) is the God of the Nile. Mostly associated with the annual floods, the inundation and I'd certainly flooded my PTU good... ;)
So there you have the full reason behind my unique name Tigmut'hep! :) Sadly Dad was wrong and I wasn't an only cat for long... When I became ill and had to stay in Mummy adopted Ramses for me to play with and then she went all funny in d'head... Now we'z got Isis too and soonz we'll have her kittens as well! Maybe I should think about tryin' to run away again?! But first of all I'z needs a nap and a good dinner and then it'll be dark, so I'd better sleep on it 'till morning... Then after a good breakfast and a nap I'll think about it carefully 'till it's time for lunch and my afternoon nap... Err, ok I finks I'll stay here 'cause it'd take too much energy to runaway and I'z not sure if anyone'd rehome my boy with me! ;) Oh and then there's d'Legos and toy cars and my teddy bear collection to rehome... Anyone got a container lorry?! ;)

12 comments:

Dragonheart said...

Great story behind your name Tigmut'hep! It is a wonderful name and very unique. :) I'm glad you found such a wonderful Forever Home.

The beginning of your story sounds a lot like my mom and dad. My mom has always loved cats, and grew up with a Meezer, but she was catless when she met my dad, and stayed that way because dad was allergic. She loved him so much she was willing to go without a cat. Then she read about Sphynx being okay for some people with allergies. So, she and my dad visited a local Sphynx breeder to see if they affected my dad, and thankfully they didn't! At the time they were due to move to Munich within a year, so they didn't want to get a cat just then, so they waited until they moved here, and then got me! :) So I'm very happy that I don't make my dad sick, and my mom is happy because she has a cat back in her life. :) I've also grown on my dad and we are now best buds. :) He loves me and I love him. :)

Diamond Emerald-Eyes said...

That is a good story about finding your furrrrever home. I shoulds like you dad is getting aclimated to cat furs.

And no, you can't take boy with you if you leave, so you'll have to stay there.

Kaze, Latte, & Chase said...

Sounds like you are the #1 special cat in the house. Like me. I started it all too and then those meezers came....

Chase

The Meezers said...

awwww Tig, that was a great story!

Tybalt said...

That was a wonderful story! I am so glad that you got such a wonderful forever home, and that your family got such a wonderful kitty! My mommy knows how your mommy feels, because she would be very, very sad if she couldn't have a kitty in her life.

Mickey said...

Oh Tigmut'hep,that was a cool story.You are a special cat and now you have a special family.Don't leave, you have your boy and your blog now!!!
Oh, one other thing, there's always parties in the blogosphere :) Lots of fun,heh,heh,heh.
Purrs

Ramses said...

Yer, rememberz we'z having a PARTY tomorrow! :)

Willow said...

Hi Tigmut'hep! I just found your blog today and what a wonderful story about you and your name! It's funny that it seems more dads are allergic to us cats than moms - my dad was too! The first cat in my house (Sadie) was three cats before me when dad found out he wasn't allergic. Now both Sadie and Samantha are gone but China Cat and I are the lucky cats who live here now. I even get to sit on my dad's lap and his is the only lap I sit on! This makes my Food Lady jealous - hehehe!

Anyway, so nice to meet you on your nice new blog!

Purrrrrrrs, Willow

Victor Tabbycat said...

Gee, I thot yur name was an Egyptian god we'd furgotted! What a grate story! I hope Al leanred to get along wif his beans an their pup.

Yur boy sounds like mine! Legos an toy cars an in dis howse, TRAINS. Mom an Dad don't efun TRY to walk in hims room now! Purrs!

Christine and FAZ said...

Well that is such a lovely story. I am so glad about the happy ending and I think you have an excellent name. FAZ

Mickey said...

So,did you survive the party Ok ? Hahahaha!!! I was late but boy I had a gooooood time :)
Woohoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Purrs Mickey

Tigmut'hep said...

Glad you all enjoyed d'party! :)