The day we met, I just just a little kid, It was Christmas and my dad pretended someone rang the doorbell and there was Tigger in a carrier as just a little kitten. Still have the photo of me holding him in my arms as a little kid.
Tigger
Diary
“He was always so sweet and ran to your lap the moment you sat down anywhere. Loved to paw at my door so he could come sit with me.”
Their favorite spot was on top of the headrest of the couches because it was the perfect spot to rest without the puppies bothering him
What I miss most is how he would run over to my lap the moment i sat down anywhere without hesitation. always came when called and would gladly snuggle for a while.
He had this funny habit that when we would open the fridge he would come running so that we could give him some whipped cream as a little treat. He would run up and jump on the counter so we could put a little on the counter for him to eat
Some days I still think I hear you running around upstairs in the middle of the night.
🕯️ Tigger
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