Wiley, whose name means "the enchanter", was one of many alley cats I cared for in the parking lot of our office building. I was compelled to rescue him in the autumn of 1997.
His disposition was gentle, sweet and loving. He had the markings of a Bengal Tiger and the six toes (double thumbs)on his white front paws looked like mittens, giving him a Tigger-like appearance.
In the morning, Wiley would take his place on the kitchen chair and wait for me while I prepared coffee. He allowed me just enough space to sit so he could stand and put his arms around my neck while I drank. At the computer, he would cling to me the same way. If I had to get up, he wouldn't let go and I would walk around the house with Wiley still clinging to me, his purr-motor roaring! Often, if I were absorbed in reading or watching TV, he would sit quietly next to me and stare, patiently waiting for eye-contact until I noticed. Then his eyes and face would light up and he would snuggle up - as if he needed my permission!!
He was the last of my five to depart and is now with Romeo, Blondie, Tsunami and Kiwi in God's care and power. I can only pray that when the world and universe are restored as promised, our beloved companion animals will be returned to us to make our joy complete.
His disposition was gentle, sweet and loving. He had the markings of a Bengal Tiger and the six toes (double thumbs)on his white front paws looked like mittens, giving him a Tigger-like appearance.
In the morning, Wiley would take his place on the kitchen chair and wait for me while I prepared coffee. He allowed me just enough space to sit so he could stand and put his arms around my neck while I drank. At the computer, he would cling to me the same way. If I had to get up, he wouldn't let go and I would walk around the house with Wiley still clinging to me, his purr-motor roaring! Often, if I were absorbed in reading or watching TV, he would sit quietly next to me and stare, patiently waiting for eye-contact until I noticed. Then his eyes and face would light up and he would snuggle up - as if he needed my permission!!
He was the last of my five to depart and is now with Romeo, Blondie, Tsunami and Kiwi in God's care and power. I can only pray that when the world and universe are restored as promised, our beloved companion animals will be returned to us to make our joy complete.
Wiley, whose name means "the enchanter", was one of many alley cats I cared for in the parking lot of our office building. I was compelled to rescue him in the autumn of 1997.
His disposition was gentle, sweet and loving. He had the markings of a Bengal Tiger and the six toes (double thumbs)on his white front paws looked like mittens, giving him a Tigger-like appearance.
In the morning, Wiley would take his place on the kitchen chair and wait for me while I prepared coffee. He allowed me just enough space to sit so he could stand and put his arms around my neck while I drank. At the computer, he would cling to me the same way. If I had to get up, he wouldn't let go and I would walk around the house with Wiley still clinging to me, his purr-motor roaring! Often, if I were absorbed in reading or watching TV, he would sit quietly next to me and stare, patiently waiting for eye-contact until I noticed. Then his eyes and face would light up and he would snuggle up - as if he needed my permission!!
He was the last of my five to depart and is now with Romeo, Blondie, Tsunami and Kiwi in God's care and power. I can only pray that when the world and universe are restored as promised, our beloved companion animals will be returned to us to make our joy complete.
His disposition was gentle, sweet and loving. He had the markings of a Bengal Tiger and the six toes (double thumbs)on his white front paws looked like mittens, giving him a Tigger-like appearance.
In the morning, Wiley would take his place on the kitchen chair and wait for me while I prepared coffee. He allowed me just enough space to sit so he could stand and put his arms around my neck while I drank. At the computer, he would cling to me the same way. If I had to get up, he wouldn't let go and I would walk around the house with Wiley still clinging to me, his purr-motor roaring! Often, if I were absorbed in reading or watching TV, he would sit quietly next to me and stare, patiently waiting for eye-contact until I noticed. Then his eyes and face would light up and he would snuggle up - as if he needed my permission!!
He was the last of my five to depart and is now with Romeo, Blondie, Tsunami and Kiwi in God's care and power. I can only pray that when the world and universe are restored as promised, our beloved companion animals will be returned to us to make our joy complete.
