Saying Goodbye to the King

So once again I find myself writing something of a more personal nature.  Last night my little man Tigger passed on.  Officially known to all as Lord Tigger II;  my wife and I just called him Wiggles, mostly because every time he saw us come through the door, or food his little tail would wag so hard that his whole body would wiggle back and forth.

Tig had to be one of the toughest dogs I have known in my lifetime.  6 years ago the Dr. gave him 2 months to live, and Tig fought through his illness and stayed with us.  Last night while you could tell his heart was fighting to stay, his body couldn’t.  When we lost Storm back in March, you could always see from that point on Tig was a bit sadder all the time.  Tig and Storm were only born a week apart, my wife had both of them since they were baby’s before we met, and for the last 8 years I had the privilege to call them both my boys.

Tig always hated having his picture taken so this is one of the few that I have where you can actually see his eyes.  One funny thing is that 5 years ago I took a shot of him laying on the couch, that shot won first place in Black and White animal photography, which gave Tig his other nickname “my first place puppy”  Tig brought lots of love into the house and would always stand guard at the front window letting you know the instant a bird or cat was in the yard.  He would curl up next to you when he was cold, and sit there for hours being petted.  He was a little man with a big heart, and we are going to miss him always.

Time to rest now son, be with Storm, and play, we love you and miss you…

Pass it on...

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