October 10, 2013

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The cat who inspired it all

Jackson the blind cat inspired a business that helps beloved cats everywhere. As Jackson got older, his eye sight took a turn for the worst, making it difficult for him to find the litter box. He eventually went blind. Not only was this uncomfortable for Jackson, but our family as well. As Jackson continued to LG struggle making his way to the litter box, we were constantly right behind him cleaning up. However, this wasn't enough of a reason to give up. He wasn't just a cat, he was part of our family. He rode along on family trips and made lasting impressions on everyone he met. Refusing to give up on our blind companion, we knew something had to be done---Litter Getter was born.

Get to know LG's Founders

JP | Raised on a farm in Eastern Nebraska, JP is proud of his heritage. His family has been farming the same ground for 142 years. He received an outstanding education in Agriculture and was fortunate to also follow his dream of studying abroad in France. After receiving his MBA, he was extremely thankful for the opportunity he had to work with some of the biggest business' in the world doing management consulting. However, he realized it wasn't what he was passionate about. He traded in his suit and tie for blue jeans and boots and followed his passion for Agriculture. JP stands by his grandpa's philosophy “Take care of the ground and it'll take care of you.”

Sam | Born in Uzbekistan, Sam came to the United States at the age of 16 to pursue an American education. The brave decision to move across the world was the driving force behind his ambition and determination. Sam uses his knowledge and charisma to navigate Litter Getters's future to become the leading provider of cat litter training solutions.


How Jackson the blind cat inspired a business that helps kitties

It started innocently. I was looking for a companion. I chose to get a cat. I reasoned that they are easy to care for and don't need a lot of space. We were living in Dijon, France, while my husband did postgraduate studies. He traveled. I was lonely. So I chose adoption. I went to the cat shelter and in broken French explained what I was looking for. I was led to a confinement with more than 20 cats freely roaming. Some were skittish, some were downright mean. One came right to me, begged to be picked up. His named was Casimir. He purred and rubbed all over for loves. I had found the perfect match! We both knew it.

Casimir came home, renamed as Jackson. He was a cuddle monster, a constant entertainment, and he had a bit of a temper. It became obvious that his love and devotion was only for me; he did not share the feelings with my husband.

We took him on trips with us. I have fond memories of him wandering away at the Pont du Gard. He went to Switzerland and Milan with us. He was a well-traveled and deeply loved cat. As our year played out in France, it became obvious that our previous plan of rehoming Jackson was just not going to happen. He flew home to the U.S. with me, under my seat on the airplane. I had two passports in hand, one for me, one for my furry soul mate. Was I crazy for bringing home "just a cat" from thousands of miles away as some said? He wasn't "just a cat." He was legendary.

Jackson wrote our Christmas letters and spent plenty of time in sunbeams taking cat naps. He tolerated the addition of children into our family. I was always the one who could love on him, and he to me in return. His finicky attitude toward other humans -- and cats, and dogs, and pretty much the rest of the world -- became known in our circle of family and friends.

We moved. A lot. Each time he settled into new lifestyles. He always had our warm home for him to come in to, but he loved to explore outdoors. Occasionally he would come home a little roughed up and exhausted. But he knew where my lap was always waiting.

As Jackson aged he began showing signs of his "rock 'n' roll globetrotting" lifestyle. His patience with the chaos of our home dwindled. At a certain point our veterinarian told us that my beloved kitty was nearly blind. He developed cataracts, began using anything and anywhere he could in the house as a litter box. We were at a loss as to how to remedy the problem. My sister, a veterinarian, suggested trying a variety of different litters. They didn't work.

Jackson's vet advised putting litter boxes all over the house so when he was "lost" because of his blindness he could find an appropriate place to go. That didn't work either. I set up an "apartment" for him in our closet and bedroom, giving him safety and all that he needed.

We had heard that cats like the smell of freshness and outdoors. We toyed with the idea of using mixture of herbs found at our farm.

It worked, and that's when the product we named LitterGetter was born -- in hopes of letting Jackson continue his life to the fullest.

LitterGetter is a litter attractant made with all-natural mixture of herbs and plant extracts. It is designed to attract problem cats back to the litter box, assist in training kittens, and reduce unpleasant litter box odor. It's comfy for cats who have sensitive paws, and it clumps with all clumping litter. It easily sprinkles on top of clean litter.

We hope LitterGetter will help extend the life of other cats who are prone to litter box accidents. We couldn't stand the thought of euthanizing Jackson just based on that.

We were able to offer him several more months of a cushy kitty lifestyle. After what we believe was skin cancer, I had to evaluate his quality of life. He had stopped seeking me out for loves, he lived in fear because of his blindness, and he was voluntarily confined to a small space. I sought advice for anyone and everyone willing to help and listen. No one had the emotional connection with this furry kitty like I did.

In the end I chose the most humane thing I could muster, although it was heartbreaking. After 13 years together I held him in my arms as he took his last breaths. I am confident that he passed away knowing that he was more than loved.


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