T.C. Bigglesworth was named after the cat in "Austin Powers" because that is one of my favorite movies. He sort of looked like that cat when it had hair. Mostly white. Like Mr. Bigglesworth, T.C. was affectionate with people except our vet but, Dr. Patton tolerated his cat crap with grace and humor.

I was fortunate to have T.C. for 16 years and he taught me how to be a good cat mom. I loved being a cat mom for those wonderful, loving, giving years. He had been very healthy up intil the last few years of his life. We didn't find Dr. Patton until late in T.C.'s life. She was a wonderful, loving and giving vet/person towards T.C. and me.

T.C. I miss you so much. My heart is breaking for you every day even though I know that you're in a better place. I will miss your voice.
The meowing at 4 a.m., "Fed me now, Mom." "Change the litter, Mom." "Can I go out on the porch, Mom?."

Rest in peace, sweet T.C. You're always be my little scamp. Love Mom Cat, Kris