RIP Elvis; RIP Tiger
Cats: odd things|Thirty years ago today, Elvis was found dead in the bathroom of Graceland.
And thirty years ago today, my beloved cat Tiger was found strangled to death in my backyard.
The culprit was a spurned suitor, a boy in the ‘hood who asked me to go out with him.
I said no. He strangled my cat. This is the sort of thing spurned suitors did in the ‘hood where I grew up – they strangled your cat.
The spurned suitor had scratches on his neck but denied doing the deed when I confronted him. He bragged about the strangling to others, but to this day he would deny it if I asked him.
So while the world buried Elvis in Graceland, we buried Tiger in the backyard.
Tiger was never resurrected by tribute artists and her grave never visited by Tiger pilgrims.
Just as well, I suppose. I wouldn’t want Tiger’s memory warped like Elvis’.
RIP Tiger.
August 16th, 2007 at 4:33 am
This is AWFUL. You were right to spurn such a cruel person, but I’m really sorry he did that to your cat.
August 16th, 2007 at 5:10 am
Wow. That is truly deranged. Did he turn out to be a serial killer?
That is awful. And everytime Elvis’s birthday is observed, you have to remember what happened to your poor cat.
Today, that kid would have been charged.
August 16th, 2007 at 7:59 am
“Maybe she’ll like me if I strangle her cat!”
Very disturbed. It does beg the question however, how do you know the cat was strangled? Is it because someone overheard him bragging about it?
I ask because he may have been trying to take credit for something he didn’t do.
Either way…pretty strange.
Elvis…fat sweaty man with a k-tel studder machine.
August 16th, 2007 at 8:30 am
That breaks my heart, GT. Is that b*stard now cooling his heels in a jail cell? What a creep.
Long live the King.
August 16th, 2007 at 9:15 am
mummy mummy! your cat! aaaaahhhhhhh! booooooooooooooooohooooooo
“Oh louise my only son”……… sorry i just had an odd flashback into the times where boys had girl names ya know like madison emma ava Shaylin
August 16th, 2007 at 9:57 am
Dick, he was telling people he strangled it before we actually discovered the dead cat. Its neck was broken.
Beth, JAcy, Holly and Laurr, I think he’s still living in my hometown, not in jail as far as I know. He was always a bit off-kilter.
Very heartbreaking
August 16th, 2007 at 10:56 am
GT, this should be tagged bummer post, not odd things, as this totally bummed me out.
August 16th, 2007 at 3:44 pm
So awful and crummy, poor you!
August 17th, 2007 at 3:09 am
That’s one sick brain at work. Hopefully he’s in counselling somewhere.
August 17th, 2007 at 3:50 am
Yes, Shanan, you’re right. This was not odd at all, it was awful an crummy, as Espanya said.
But I’m over it now.
August 18th, 2007 at 7:14 am
Wow, that’s quite a marker for Elvis and Tiger, together forever.
August 18th, 2007 at 8:14 am
Having grown up in the same house, I remember Tiger well, She was a great cat. She got a little freaked out when we introduced Sparky (a feisty Cairn Terrier pup) into the mix, but with steely resolve, she learned to share her world with the newest addition.
Her end was sad as was the act that brought her there. Let’s hope the someone spurned learned is lesson and isn’t contaminating the world with such sadness and hatred.
RIP Tiger— you were our king!
(do you think our old house will draw tourists like graceland?)
AB
August 19th, 2007 at 8:35 pm
Thankx, AB. yes, Sparky was a fly in the ointment to Tiger. Who knows what became of the culprit. Who cares.