Thursday, January 6, 2011

"Tigger" - the Convent Cat

"Tigger", the convent cat relaxes in the sun on a crisp morning in Detroit
 The Sisters of the Holy Cross found a kitten just over a year ago which wandered into the convent yard on the grounds of Assumption Grotto.  He soon won the affection of everyone heading to the Adoration chapel.  It didn't take long before Tigger was taken in.  Actually, he refused to leave. 

I happened to have my camera at Grotto for a photoshoot when, after getting done, I decided to head to the Adoration chapel.  There was Tigger, sunning himself as if he were on Malibu beach.  He spotted something on the tree and decided to go investigate, then used the thing for a scratching post.

Perhaps more another time on the adventures of Tigger.

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Mirjam said...

Really nice cat! :)

Benjamin Grix said...

I am so happy to see this post. Tigger was sitting right by my car this morning after Mass. It was the second time I've seen him in the last few weeks and I was worried that he had nowhere to go or that he'd get hurt in the parking lot. I'm so glad to know that he's taken care of. He's beautiful and those are great pictures of him as well.

Diane M. Korzeniewski, OCDS said...

Not to worry about Tigger...

He spends much of his time lounging around IN the convent.

One day, while in the lounge with a large group of fellow secular Carmelites, there was a bit of a commotion with several people chuckling and pointing out the window.

Tigger had crawled out a 2nd story window and onto the overhang. What was so funny, was seeing just an arm coming out of the window from the darkness trying to grab him. He was being ... well... a cat. Needless to say, defiance is an art for cats.

Sister eventually got him back into the convent on that cold crisp day.