Crazy Cat Lady

25 Sep
September 25, 2012

This is my third update on Katy Helen Stockinger.  I will update and update as many times as I have to.  It’s just what I have to do.  She is amazing.  Wonderful.  Talented.  The giver of one of my favorite gifts!

So, Katy Helen paints petraits, which is still on my list to get (hint hint: Christmas is coming up people!).  But she also makes shirts which I have mentioned before.  I have really been missing my cat lately and thought to get a shirt.  They are reasonably priced and worth their weight in gold.  I sent in four pictures and she was finished the shirt in a week.  I got to see a preview of the shirt yesterday and I thought I was going to pee my pants.  It is so amazing, it brought me to tears.  I had to patiently wait to have time to blog about it, although I wanted to sing it to the world that my shirt was finished and on its way home.  Here is the picture on Katy Helen’s Facebook page:

tigger shirt!
The process she used is called DTG (direct to garment) printing.  She’s currently looking into buying the same ink in a form that will enable her to free hand paint directly onto the clothing but for now it’s all digital.

tigger

His name is on the bottom right corner.

 

The shirt is super comfy and I love it so much.  I think about my boy every single day.  Often.

Just a little back story–I was 18 years old when I got Tigger.  I was married to my first husband and I wanted to have kids.  Thank the lord above that my husband at the time had enough brains to say that we should get a cat first before we tried having a baby.  Seriously the best thing that has ever come out of his mouth-to date.  And forever.  Seriously.

So we went to the ASPCA.  I fell in love with a small white kitten and I just had to have it.  It was a female and she was so pretty and cute.  The ASPCA makes you take a test before you can adopt animals and you have to pass this test in order to proceed with the process.  One of the questions on there was, “do you plan to breed this animal?”.  Because I had no idea about what ASPCA’s really do, I ignorantly answered ‘yes’.  I had never had a litter of anything except hamsters and I really wanted to have that experience.  The woman said that I couldn’t adopt the kitten.  I asked her why, and she said because they would want to spay the kitten when she was old enough and there are too many homeless animals, and that they didn’t believe in breeding.  I said, that I understood that, so I promise to not breed the kitten and I would have her spayed.  She said no, and that I couldn’t adopt her.  I was so bummed out, and really determined to get this kitten.  So I had my sister in law go to the ASPCA the next day.  I had described the kitty and told her about the question and she took the test also.  She failed as well!  I forget what the question was, but I do remember that her answer was not something that was out of line.  Needless to say, I didn’t get the kitten and it wasn’t meant to be.

So forward I went and I checked out the newspaper.  There was a litter of kittens under the ‘for free’ section, so we went to check it out.  The family had kept the kittens outside during the day, and there was only one left of the bunch.  When we showed up, we were greeted by the lady of the house and we walked around looking for the last kitten who she said could be anywhere.  Alas, he showed up and I still remember the exact moment I saw him.  He came around the side of the house in front of some bushes and looked at us.  He was 8 weeks old, super small and so full of life.  I met my first child.

kitty

I could go on and on with a billion stories about my Tigger Boo, but I won’t bore you with that.  I can’t really relay all that I would want to say into words.  It wouldn’t do my life with him any justice.  I just can’t describe what I shared with him for those 15 years.  The many moves from numerous homes, my divorce and remarriage, having family come in and out of my life, friends coming and going, my party years, children arriving and thriving.  He was there for all of it.  Fifteen of my most important years.

15 yrs old

He looked like a real wild cat. And he was very masculine.

I am so glad that I was able to nurture his loving soul and that he nurtured mine.  He will always be close to my heart forever.  I miss him terribly.  Funny how animals can do that to people.  Make their way into such an important part of your life like that.  It’s a great thing.

Anyways, here’s my new favorite shirt.  the shirt

If you know a pet lover, you could really make their day with one of these.

Here is her website:
Katy Helen Stockinger

 

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5 replies
  1. Luke says:

    Tigger = Majestic

    Reply
  2. Kelly says:

    cute! These would be great presents!

    Reply
  3. kennedy says:

    love! love! love! so glad you got yourself this gift!

    Reply

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