Tigger came to me as a lost, lonely 5 year old Sheltie. His "girl" had secretly packed a Valentine in the top of his dog crate...handwritten, "I LOVE YOU, Tigger!" He wore his guardan angel tag til the day he died.
Tigger, aka The TigMan, The T-Man, was (like most of us) full of quirky behaviors all secrets of his past. His fear of thunder, heavy diesel engines, window shades, even walking across bridges (even if dry) and his trembling when he rode in the car...innocent, inexplicable habits that made Tigger Tigger.
His gentle soul was reflected in those deep, glistening, expectant mahogany eyes. He asked only for a soft touch, a bit of food (a cookie at bedtime!) and a reassuring word.
In return he gave me a friend, companion and best friend whose absence breaks my heart. |
