In memory of Tiger

I got Tiger when he was 6 weeks old. I was told he was female, so I originally called him Tabitha, because of the tabby markings on his fur. He became Tiger when I realised he was a male cat! He was cuddly, loving, and playful. I sang to him (badly), and he came running when I called him. He slept on my bed every night. I gave him all the love and happiness I could. When he went it was sudden, and I still don't really feel like he's gone. It keeps hitting me. He has his favourite toy with him, and I hope he's somewhere playing happily, and sunbathing. Sleep well my Tiger. 23rd Dec 2010 - 30th Apr 2024

by Ann Fuller