Celebrating 7 Years of Joy: Happy Birthday, Trigg the Ragdoll Cat!

Ragdoll Cat Chiggy Turns 7 Years Old!

What on Earth can I not say about Chiggy? What a complete delight he is. Since Rags, he is the easiest cat I’ve had. He eats almost anything, is never demanding, plays by the rules, lets me force snuggle him way longer than he should, he almost always greets me at the door, makes the best teenage girl disgusted faces I’ve ever seen, has a bad sweet tooth like me, makes me smile or laugh out loud daily – he’s just a delight!

He does this thing in the living room when I come home from being gone all day where he runs from one piece of furniture to the next.  It “sounds like a herd of elephants,” as my mom would say. I have tried to capture it on film, but he does not like to be watched while he is running about.  Charlie always just sits in the next room with his ears back, listening to what Chiggy is doing.  But he’s just so thrilled I’m home and who doesn’t love someone being excited about them being home?

I “picked” Trigg because he was a male kitten related to Rags – he’s a great great grand nephew of Rags. He was one of two males in his litter and the breeder, Soulmate Ragdolls, asked if I had a preference between the two – I told her to let the other lady waiting make the decision – both were blue Lynx, but Chiggy was mitted and his brother was not. We’ve never had a blue Lynx in our family – and I’m always told how gorgeous he is by my family members. And he truly is gorgeous inside and out.

My favorite thing about him is his quirkiness.

Second favorite thing is when he flies onto the bed (where I am laying) and approaches me with determination and confidence that we’re going to snuggle. I can never predict it and rarely does he oblige if I ask for it. So he keeps me entertained and challenged by his random desires to do so. I love that it seems spontaneous (although I am sure it is not spontaneous in Chiggy’s mind).

I believe in my heart, he’d like a cat companion he could snuggle with or play with more often than Charlie allows, but it doesn’t bring him down. He loves and respects Charlie and the reverse is also true.  Chiggy is generally a happy little guy except when I put on perfume.

I feel so lucky and blessed to have Chiggy in my life.  I tell him every day that he is cute, fancy and handsome and also ask he and Charlie why am I so lucky to have them both.

A very happy birthday to my gorgeous Chigg Doo!  And many, many, many more!