About six weeks ago on a Saturday morning, Mable and I were returning from the airport after dropping her sister and brother-in-law off for their return flight to Argentina. I pulled into a convenience store/service station to fuel up and Mabel spotted a kitten in the parking area. Mabel has a huge soft spot for animals and she picked the kitten up. He had been injured, not severely, and he started purring. That's all it took. She asked the manager of the store about the kitten and he told her the it had been there for about three days and he had been feeding it. The cat rode back home with us in Mabel's lap.
I took it to the vet the following Monday for shots and to make sure he did not have feline leukemia. The vet said he was in good health. We name him Tigre, Spanish for Tiger. He now rules the house!

I took it to the vet the following Monday for shots and to make sure he did not have feline leukemia. The vet said he was in good health. We name him Tigre, Spanish for Tiger. He now rules the house!
