A wonderful friend, a great dog.
He died on October 30, 2009.
Deeply loved and forever missed.
My husband's away from home a lot
and Tigger came to me when he was two and
stayed by my side day
and night for over ten years. He was vigilant in his patrol of the house.
He checked on everyone who stayed in
the house before he went to bed at
night and he let me know whenever someone
came into the yard, he had very good hearing.
He once stopped two men
after they had broke into my home.He was on the
opposite end of the two-story house sleeping under my desk when he heard the break-in and ran downstairs. He removed the seat of one man's pants as I came in the room
and they went out the way they came in.
He loved my grandchildren and they
loved him, they took naps with him and I believe
that due to them he felt he was a child(one of them).
He loved apple slices.
When he wanted something he would silently lay his head on my leg and look up at me with his big brown eyes and I knew to follow him to what he wanted or give him my apple.
He slept under my desk and kept my feet warm. He sleeps,
but he in not dead, for he lives
forever in our memories.
He died on October 30, 2009.
Deeply loved and forever missed.
My husband's away from home a lot
and Tigger came to me when he was two and
stayed by my side day
and night for over ten years. He was vigilant in his patrol of the house.
He checked on everyone who stayed in
the house before he went to bed at
night and he let me know whenever someone
came into the yard, he had very good hearing.
He once stopped two men
after they had broke into my home.He was on the
opposite end of the two-story house sleeping under my desk when he heard the break-in and ran downstairs. He removed the seat of one man's pants as I came in the room
and they went out the way they came in.
He loved my grandchildren and they
loved him, they took naps with him and I believe
that due to them he felt he was a child(one of them).
He loved apple slices.
When he wanted something he would silently lay his head on my leg and look up at me with his big brown eyes and I knew to follow him to what he wanted or give him my apple.
He slept under my desk and kept my feet warm. He sleeps,
but he in not dead, for he lives
forever in our memories.
A wonderful friend, a great dog.
He died on October 30, 2009.
Deeply loved and forever missed.
My husband's away from home a lot
and Tigger came to me when he was two and
stayed by my side day
and night for over ten years. He was vigilant in his patrol of the house.
He checked on everyone who stayed in
the house before he went to bed at
night and he let me know whenever someone
came into the yard, he had very good hearing.
He once stopped two men
after they had broke into my home.He was on the
opposite end of the two-story house sleeping under my desk when he heard the break-in and ran downstairs. He removed the seat of one man's pants as I came in the room
and they went out the way they came in.
He loved my grandchildren and they
loved him, they took naps with him and I believe
that due to them he felt he was a child(one of them).
He loved apple slices.
When he wanted something he would silently lay his head on my leg and look up at me with his big brown eyes and I knew to follow him to what he wanted or give him my apple.
He slept under my desk and kept my feet warm. He sleeps,
but he in not dead, for he lives
forever in our memories.
He died on October 30, 2009.
Deeply loved and forever missed.
My husband's away from home a lot
and Tigger came to me when he was two and
stayed by my side day
and night for over ten years. He was vigilant in his patrol of the house.
He checked on everyone who stayed in
the house before he went to bed at
night and he let me know whenever someone
came into the yard, he had very good hearing.
He once stopped two men
after they had broke into my home.He was on the
opposite end of the two-story house sleeping under my desk when he heard the break-in and ran downstairs. He removed the seat of one man's pants as I came in the room
and they went out the way they came in.
He loved my grandchildren and they
loved him, they took naps with him and I believe
that due to them he felt he was a child(one of them).
He loved apple slices.
When he wanted something he would silently lay his head on my leg and look up at me with his big brown eyes and I knew to follow him to what he wanted or give him my apple.
He slept under my desk and kept my feet warm. He sleeps,
but he in not dead, for he lives
forever in our memories.
