It is with overwhelming sadness, loss, and utter disbelief that I write this.
My sweet lovey best friend and furry boy passed on Aug. 14 at 8:54 a.m.
I was with him when he took his last deep breath. I thanked him for all his love, fun, and everything else, and told him it would be okay. He looked at me, and was gone.
I am lost without him, miss him so much, and think about him every hour of everyday.
I am so thankful for every single moment of laughter, friendship, bravery, loyalty, honesty, and supreme unconditional love that he gave me. It was 24 years of absolute affection between the two of us. I miss him so much. I see him everywhere, in everything.
He came to me through an open door in an apartment I was staying in. I was cocktail waitressing at the time. I would come home, exhausted, 3:00 in the morning, and throw open a screen door to cool things off. One night, a beautiful furry boy walked in the door. The rest, as they say, is history.
Tigger was the ultimate good judge of character. He always made a judgement on new acquaintances within 3 seconds, and he was ALWAYS right. People who I thought were good people---& who Tigger thought were not--were always proved to be what he thought they were, and vice versa.
He was my confidant, my defender, my knight in shining armor. He would follow us on walks, and to the hot tub. Everyone in an entire apartment complex knew who he was.
When moved to a new house, he made it very clear who was in charge. When I tried to put a collar on him, it was found hanging from a tree branch. To show his displeasure of my boyfriend/ roommate, he definitely made his kingship known. He was the muse of many writings, the source of many a conversation, the reason to celebrate, and a gift to entertain.
The last 12 years in my most recent home, he always ruled the roost. His vet, my friends, family and other acquaintances always knew and asked of him. He was well known in many circles, for his extreme naughtiness, and endless ability to shock you while making you laugh. He was eating turkey hot dogs and chicken up until 2 days before he died. I sincerely hope he is getting King Crab legs in heaven, as those were his favorites, as well as black olives and "Spicy Cheeze -its." (Anything spicy for that matter!)
Thank you, sweet Tigger, for making my life infinitely better than I every could have imagined. I love you more than you will ever know sweet boy. I hope you are fat and happy and running free.
"Good night, sweet prince. May flights of Angels sing thee to thy rest."