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Likes: Mommy-lovin'!!! Some mornings I won't even take my treat until I've had some "mommy love". Also LOVE to be outside. I "check the perimeter", patrolling the fence.
Pet-Peeves: BATHS!!!! Cats in "my" yard, loud noises, anyone or anything touching my butt (especially when I'm tired).
Favorite Toy: I love them all, but since my birthday my fave is Pengie -- a stuffed penguin. When I'm really tired I'll even go into my crate to get Pengie so I can snuggle with him.....sigh.....
Favorite Food: People food! Even salad....as long as there's dressing! Mom's proud cause I eat it right off the fork! Dingo bones & Choco-drops are my fave treats.
Favorite Walk: The Oval at Ohio State University and around the neighborhood on weekend mornings with Dad.
Best Tricks: Knowing just when Mom & Dad are done eating -- I pop up, looking for a treat!
Arrival Story: We decided our first fur-child Pooh Bear needed a sister, so after checking around Mom drove to Tennessee (less than 24 hrs. after taking the redeye from Vegas!) to pick up Tigger. After the long drive home (7 hrs!) she emerged from the crate to meet her big sister (who was underwhelmed to say the least). They soon started to play together and Tigger has "kept Pooh Bear young" as she's got plenty of get up & go at age 10!
Bio: We say that Tigs goes through life "with joyous abandon". She doesn't just jump off the bed, she launches herself, legs spread almost like a flying squirrel! She plays hard and sleeps just as hard (as you can tell from some of the photos!), to the point that it can take several minutes to wake her up (all the while she's grumbling and letting all know she is NOT happy!). In typical terrier style, she doesn't know her own size....hence her tendency to try to eat big dogs....like the Great Pyrenees in obedience class! She loves the outdoors, even when it's colder (hence the "Westie snowball leg" pic!)...she'll curl up on her pillow on the deck, surrounded by frost on the pillow, and would rather not come in....she's a true "Highland lass"!
Forums Motto: I lived life with joyous abandon!!!
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The Last Forum I Posted In: Tigerlily has gone to the bridge...
Today it's two years since we set you free to fly with the angels at The Bridge. Not a day goes by without thoughts of you...with time the pain has eased but I don't think it will ever go away completely.
This past year has been especially hard since I lost your Grandpa in June of last year. I hope you're entertaining him....and letting him know how very much he's missed and loved back here on earth.
I know you pop in to check on us. For one thing, now and then someone slips and calls Darby "Tigger". I finally decided that when that happens, you're near. Darby is so much like you it's amazing, but she's also her own nutty self. You sent us a "good'un", sweetie!
You visit others as well...your Auntie Brenda says her kitties get "skittish" sometimes, just like they would when we'd visit her. And when Fred takes your guy DT out for his evening "constitutional" there's often a splash in their neighbor's pool, but no one's there...and we all know how much you loved to swim. We won't get started on the Yapple Balls that "go off" by themselves...too many instances to count! I have to admit I was glad when the battery failed on ours...it was a little strange to hear a cow moo or rooster crow at 3 am!
You have powers I never realized. Like the solar spotlights I have in your memorial garden. There are multiple lights plugged into the same solar panel, but the one aimed at your picture in the memorial garden frame is the very brightest. And, when the others are dimmed and finally dark by the wee hours, when I look out the window, there you are....almost glowing like the star you've always been.
Dobsey's there with you now....and Ben....Iver.....Vito....too many pups wearing wings, but at least I know you're in good company.
We will light candles for you tonight, and reminisce about a very, very special furry soul that graced our lives for too short a time.
We love you.....we will always love you....and we miss you every single day.
"And now....I'm glad I didn't know, the way it all would end....the way it all would go. Our lives...are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss The Dance"
My sweet puppykins...as I sit here typing, I can't help but think about what I was doing exactly one year ago. Your daddy and I made the decision the evening of October 10, 2007 that it was time to let you go. You were so weak and obviously ready to rest...Daddy went down to the family room to sleep so he could get up for work...you and I spent the entire night together on the bed. You slept some, but you were uncomfortable.
During that last day, I watched the clock as the hours passed, knowing that each minute that went by meant I was that much closer to losing you. I selfishly wanted you to stay, but it wasn't fair to you. As hard as that last day was, I cherished every moment because you let me hold you as much as I wanted. The best times were those when I held you on my chest and I'd look down to see you staring at me...we just looked into each other's eyes so much that day. You were my "heartdog".
Your daddy came home early from work and we made a pawprint as a remembrance. Your Auntie Brenda came to see you one last time and you gave her some kisses. Then we took turns holding you as we waited for the vet to come to the house. You hated the vet's office so much...we didn't want you to be afraid. We lit candles and played Celtic music softly as we sat and told "Tigger stories". Then the vet arrived and it was time.
She let us get ourselves as ready as we could possibly be, then we all sat on the floor. I held you and your daddy had an arm around me and one around you. First you slipped into a deep sleep, and then it was time....I knew instantly when your soul was set free...I was the last thing you saw on this earth and that's what I'd hoped for. For a moment I wanted to scream "NO! Bring her back!" but then all I felt was a beautiful sense of peace...we looked at you and saw that at last you were free of the pain and discomfort the evil cancer beast had caused you.
I miss you so very much, but I know you're around from time to time and that you visit others (please keep watching over Dobsey!). When I saw you that last time at the crematorium I whispered to you "When the time is right, send me a Westie with 'tude, like you" and you took me at my word. Little Darby is so much like you sometimes it's spooky...you definitely had a paw in her joining the family. She can never take your place, but she fills some of the hole you left when you took a piece of my heart with you to The Bridge.
I know that Marcia was there to meet you when you crossed, and that you were there to meet Grandpa when he came in June. Recently Daisy joined you there and I pity the Gatekeeper (and the squirrels) with the "Four Westieteers" running wild there.
I wear the medallion with an image of your paw print and I kiss it, just like I used to kiss your paw...when I get the urge to kiss it, I know it means you're nearby.
On this "anniversary", I just wanted to say that we love you....we miss you terribly....and we know we'll see you again someday.
Oh, Tigs....I can't believe that a year ago I was cooking your birthday hamburger and arranging your pressies so they were all ready for your official birthday portrait. Just a day or so earlier you were diagnosed with the evil beast that would take you from us just six months later.
We had hoped for more time, but it wasn't to be. I think now that you somehow knew that you wouldn't be here as long, so you put as much as you could into every minute of life! Your daddy and I always said that you lived life "with joyous abandon" and it was so true...you were our "shark dog", always on the move when you were in the backyard, making the rounds and starting over again right away because something might have been there in the minute since you checked it out! You could be WAY out in the corner of the yard, and if you heard "Mommy's home!" or "Daddy's home!", you would FLY across the yard, fur plastered against your face...then you'd run through the door and HURL yourself at the object of your affection. :-)
We had a special bond, you and I...you were definitely a Mommy's girl. In the mornings, you and Pooh always got a biscuit with some p-nut butter on it...but you wouldn't take yours until you had some "Mommy-love". I'd go sit in the chair, you'd run over and jump up into my lap to give me some kisses and get some ear-rubs...after a couple minutes I'd put you down and THEN you'd run over and grab the biscuit.
You were my snuggle-bug...I loved how I would hold you and you'd rest your head on my chest or shoulder. That last day, I held you as much as I could, and sometimes you'd lay there looking up at me and we'd stare into each other's eyes....I cherish those moments so very much.
I know you're with us....sometimes more "vividly" than others (I'll take another dream like the one where you were kissing me anytime!) and I know you're going to send us another furbaby to love when the time is right.
You will always have a special place in my heart....those memories are in the place of the piece of my heart you took with you.
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