In Memory of Tweety 8/02/2005 – 2/13/2023
Can I tell you my story? My name is Tweety.
I was a young’un living in McAllen, Texas, in 2005. I thought life was pretty good. I was given food and I heard kind voices talk to me. I really was not interested in communicating with these voices – I think they were coming from “humans”! Life went on, I got a little bigger and some humans started to not be nice to me. They were very mean and would throw things at me trying to hurt me. What the heck, I thought, what have I done to upset them? I spent my days trying to hide all the time and became very scared. I knew at a young age I was going to be a lone kitty and was very afraid I was not going to have many friends. This made me so sad.
One day there were lots of ’ voices’ and not long after a discussion they called it, this happened – I was tricked into this thing called a trap and whisked away. I was hissing and very angry that I had been caught, but I was a little relieved to be away from the mean humans, to be honest. After a fairly long car ride I arrived at this new place; they called it a managed colony, whatever that meant! It was calm and I was looked after every day by kind people. They came to feed me and check up on me. I caught a glimpse of them sometimes and even came out of my hidey holes to say hello. I lived there for a long time and finally had some buddies. Life was good!
Well, what do you know. The nice place where we lived for over 10 years was getting sold they said and that trap thing appeared again. I was afraid to go in but as I saw my buddies leave I did go in and my life changed from then on. I did not know it then but I lived my best years at a place called Shadow Cats.
In 2017, Tweety was welcomed to the sanctuary along with his buddies that were at the colony. They were all scared and very nervous about their new surroundings. We made them feel as comfortable as we could. They had lots of places to hide and lots of places to observe us from afar. We would talk to him all the time but getting too close we would be rewarded with a swat. So many of us have been on the receiving end of loud hisses from Tweety! He was so handsome, he had so many stories to tell, and beneath that tough exterior we knew he was a sweetheart. He looked at us with sad eyes, and even though we received hisses sometimes, we cannot tell you how much we loved this gorgeous boy!
When we moved to the new sanctuary Tweety began to be a little more social, and as he got a little older he seemed to be enjoying his new life and the new digs. He could be who he wanted to be and interact with us when he wanted. He even liked being petted on occasion and we loved that! He was so happy out on the catio but very content to be snuggled inside in a warm bed at night. How his life had changed. He was cared for every day, never hungry, safe, and very much loved and he had friends!😊
Over the past few months, Tweety has been suffering from renal issues and this feral boy has been the best patient, most of the time, when we have given him his meds and fluids. He has been closely monitored by our veterinarians and our amazing staff. He really has been a champ and we have given him the best quality of life we could.
We knew that his time was coming, his health was declining, and today Tweety told us that he could no longer fight and he was tired. Tweety passed ever so peacefully and gently. He was held so close in loving arms and he heard sweet whispers telling him he was loved deeply.
What a life you have had, Tweety! The stories you will tell to all those waiting for you.
From a rough start, Tweety lived to be almost 18 years of age. We celebrate his life with us and hope all the memories he took with him are good ones, that he had forgotten his early life and only knew how much he was loved. Rest easy, handsome boy, you were much loved by so many.
Our thanks as always to our caring compassionate staff, our volunteers, all at Liberty Hill Veterinary Wellness, and his sponsors. Thank you for loving Tweety.
Tweety had 3 Sponsors
Sheri Biggs
Keven and Mitzi Clark
Pat Heltke