In Loving Memory of Tigger
May 25, 2008 – April 05, 2025
Tigger came into my life when he was just a tiny, fragile kitten—no more than four weeks old. I was driving my friend home from work when I saw this little baby in the road. Without hesitation, I pulled over, scooped him up, and tucked him safely into my purse. He was covered in fleas and ticks, and I honestly wasn’t sure he was going to make it. I brought him home and cleaned him up, worried my parents wouldn’t let me keep him. It was just days before my birthday, and I remember crying, thinking I’d have to say goodbye. But that birthday, I got the best gift—I got to keep Tigger.
At first, we thought he was blind and deaf. Several vets recommended putting him down, but something in my heart told me he was just special. And I was right—Tigger was full of life. He was deaf, but he wasn’t broken. He was perfect just the way he was. He grew into the most beautiful, loving cat, and he thrived for 16 amazing years.
Tigger was picky about his food and always dreamed of sneaking outside, even though he was an indoor kitty. On his last day, I let him fulfill that dream. He finally got to “escape,” and I have the sweetest photos of him outside with his eyes closed, soaking in the sunlight. It was the perfect farewell for a cat who brought so much love, peace, and joy into my life.
Tigger, you were my heart. You were so loved every single day of your life, and I hope you felt it. Thank you for choosing me.
Rest easy, sweet boy. You are forever missed and always in my heart.