Tigger's page

He was my brother my best friend an a shoulder to cry on. He was so much more than a cat.

I will never forget the day I got him we were supposed to get one of his sisters but he was so scared while his sisters played we had to have him I will never forget how playful he was even in the snow he would be in top of the shed I’d throw snowballs up an he would bat them down at me. I spent hours running around the house with string an he would chase me doing back flips and everything. We once had a projector clock an every time the second hand got to the bottom tigger would throw himself at it. I will always remember him coming up to me when I was upset an purring trying to make me feel better.