Introducing Growltiger.

GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge;
In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large.
From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims,
Rejoicing in his title of, ‘The Terror of the Thames.’

(He has a little growing up to do before he can really be a Terror)

Once upon a time, back before the house fell into the depths of the Orientals, we had discussed several different breeds of cats that we might want to have in our household, and eventually narrowed it down to essentially two: Bengals and Orientals.

Obviously, we chose Orientals, which was absolutely the right choice for us and our household. But, those gloriously spotty Bengals are all over the place at cat shows. Some of them had temperaments that weren’t exactly what I was looking for, and for a Bengal, I wanted the best of the absolute best.

Sometime earlier this year, I kept hearing the judges talk about a specific breeder and his cats, and they kept gushing about temperament and how wonderful these cats were, and one in particular.

And, a couple months later, we started talking with that specific breeder (whose name is Alexandre) quite a bit more, as he imported a lovely Oriental stud and wishes to start breeding Orientals.

In talking with him, I also got to meet his cat, Bengallys Achille, who is the most astonishingly sweet, well tempered, beautiful boycat I’ve seen in some time. And, being a boycat, he helped make some kittens….

Somehow, thanks to the wonders of kitten pictures and stories and discussions of how lovely it would be to have a Bengal show alter, and how much potential this one specific kitten had, I ended up the owner of one tiny leopard spotted poofball.

With the very first picture I saw of him, I knew what his name was going to be… one of the only names in Old Possum’s Guide to Practicalcats that I could never, ever use for an Oriental. If you’re not familiar with the poem, I suggest you go here and read it and see why.

He walked into the house like he owned it, and is pretty sure the whole world belongs to him.

He is the most awesome tiny leopard, full of playfulness and purring and boinging and occasional leaping upon the other cats and delight. He’s absolutely perfect for this house, and a hilarious contrast to the rest of the household.

I love him. And he’s already nearly bigger than Flare (who is nearly three months older than him) and will likely top out somewhere in the higher than 15 pound range. :)

He’s tagging along to a cat show with me next weekend but can’t make his official show debut until February thanks to the winter/holiday break.

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