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Tippi's
Letter to Daisy Cougar
December 7, 1991 - July 10, 2010

Darling
Daisy, I so want you to be running through the
fields, climbing trees, patiently waiting to
leap upon your prey, find your mate, having
your cubs, and teaching them to live in the
wild.
All
of us at Shambala who cared for you these past
19 years hope you will be living the life you
should have had.
It
is because of very caring man, an actor, writer,
I had known for many years, Gardner McKay (TV
show “Adventures In Paradise” –
late 60’s) who arranged for you to come
to Shambala. He was living in Hawaii, and called
me asking if we would give a 7 month old Mountain
Lion/Cougar/Puma/Catamount, etc. cub a home,
and explained the problems.
Daisy,
do you remember being born in captivity? Or
were you born in the wild and orphaned because
a hunter had killed your mother for a trophy?
Do you remember a long journey by boat or flying
over the ocean? You lived as a cub in that beautiful
place called Hawaii. However, because it is
illegal to own or import exotic felines in that
state, you never received the immunizations
that would keep you healthy. Any veterinarian
would have had to turn you over to the authorities;
your new owner did not want to take that chance.
The
side effects of the cat fever you survived left
you unable to control the muscle spasms in your
little body. When you arrived at Shambala Trudy
and I discussed your condition often, trying
to diagnose how to help you. Do you remember
taking several steps and falling over to one
side or the other, getting up and trying all
over again?
Trudy and I thought toys of different weights
and materials would help to strengthen your
little body. You were young and loved to play.
We tried balls of all sizes and weights, Coconuts,
small to medium “boomer” balls and
bowling balls which proved effective. You would
bat the ball so hard at times – when it
hit my house it felt like an earthquake was
taking place. Soon you were not falling over
any longer, but the staggering and muscle spasms
continued throughout your unusually long life
of 19 years.
Daisy,
you were one strong little lady. You never gave
in to the debilitating physical problems life
handed you. Whether it was Jaffra Tiger or Precious
Tiger who was living next to you and regardless
of how loudly you told them off they simply
chuffed to you.
You
innately realized that you had to be very strong,
that because of your physical problems you would
be on the top of the “hit list”
of their instinctual dictates.
You
are an inspiration of strength and at the same
time an example of why wild animals should not
be bred in captivity to be sold as pets.
We
will all miss you, including Patrick, Bugs Bunny,
Kunta, and Petey, and your vocabulary of chirps,
whistles, growls and purring. It is the wish
of all of us at Shambala that you are now “free”
and living the life you should of always known
and should have always been yours.
You
are loved so much, Daisy. Everyone at Shambala
sends our love and caring with you as we know
you have crossed the Bridge. You will always
be with us.
Again,
with love, you will always be one of my favorite
neighbors,

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