Tigger Furangel 1999-2007

West Highland White Terrier
Picture of Tigger Furangel 1999-2007, a female West Highland White Terrier

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Home:Loveland, OH  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Special Gift Box:

Tigs, Tig-Tig, Sweet Pea, Puppykins, Brat-child, Demon Spawn, Pupper-nutter

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:

April 1st 1999

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.

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!

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...

National Canine Cancer Foundation

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Our portrait by Jane Thams::
Jane Thams' portrait of Tigs and Pooh

I've Been On Dogster Since:
May 7th 2004 More than 12 years!

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My Diary

Yappy Barkday to ME!

April 1st 2013 11:01 am
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Oh yes...there WILL be a big ol' blowout at Woodie's tonight to celebrate the day my wee Westie soul hit the Big Blue Marble. My time was shorter than most, but boy did I get every bit out of every minute I had there.

Mommy's leaky today...what is it with Mommies? I mean, she should be laughing and smiling as she remembers all the crazy stuff I did! I miss her, too, but I can see her anytime I want...oh, she can't do that with me, so maybe that's part of the problem. Silly me!

She posted some pics of me on that Facebook thing...people who never knew me are in love with my purty face and Westie-tude...well, duh! What's not to love about the Tig-monster?

Well...I have an appointment at the spa for The Works...I mean, a girl has to look GOOD for her barkday pawtee!

Earth pups & peeps, miss y'all, but believe me...we're watching!

Caleigh & Darby...so far you're doing a pretty good job of keeping the 'rents on their toes...you keep it up!

Daddy...I'm sending you kissies!!!

Mommy...you go outside tonight and look at My Star...and know that I'm looking right back at ya, and I'm never far away. MWAH!

Angel Tigs


Five years....how can it be?

October 10th 2012 10:20 pm
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Yes...five years ago, my sweet Tigs...I was sitting here on the bed holding you, watching the clock, knowing it was less than 24 hours left with you in my arms. The Beast cancer was too much for even your strong Westie spirit and you were tired and in pain. I didn't want to let you go, but it wasn't fair to you to keep you here for me.

If letting a beloved furbaby go can be beautiful, then your farewell would qualify. Daddy came home early to be with you...I didn't find out until later that he took you out into the backyard and visited all of your favorite spots.

Auntie Brenda had planned to come down for the evening for a last visit, never imagining it would be "the night". She had the idea of keeping some of your fur...I was so thankful for that, especially during those first weeks when it still smelled like you. Some would think that strange, but I know my true Westie friends understand.

We all took turns holding you while Celtic music played softly, and we told "Tigger Tales" and believe me, there were plenty! You went at life full-tilt...I often wonder if you knew you wouldn't be here as long and got all out of every second that you could.

The vet finally arrived and gave us some time to prepare ourselves...like you can ever be ready. When it was time, I was holding you and Daddy held us both. I knew just when you were gone and wanted you back, but knew it would mean you'd be suffering and I couldn't do that.

I know you had a paw in sending Darby & Caleigh to us. Darby kept us AND Pooh hopping and then Caleigh...well, she's so much like you sometimes it's a little spooky.

Pooh's there with you now, along with way too many LWDs...I hope you get to see Marcia and Grandpa now and then, too. I know you and Pooh visit from time to time...make yourself a little more "known" sometimes, ok?

Just know that we will never forget you...we miss you every day...and we will see you again.

Love and kisses,


The Price You Pay....

December 1st 2010 9:39 am
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This was posted on Mommy's Canine Cancer Yahoo group...it made her leak, but she had to share....

The Price You Pay

You could live your life,
As an island, alone,
Untouched by sorrow, fear or grief.
Fly to a city, go see a play,
Sip on a glass of Pinot Noir,
And sleep alone in a quiet, sterile bed.
Or you could reach out,
To family, lovers and friends,
Human and furry, the strong-hearted pals,
You could open your heart and let love in,
You could laugh, you could cry,
You could fight and play and hope and work and worry,
You could experience joy,
And Joy isn't safe like that aloneness.
Joy is vulnerable,
Joy from loving can be hurt.
Joy needs the valleys so you can sit on the peaks.
And you hurt when you lose, when you say goodbye,
To the one who brought you joy and love,
To that special one who made you smile,
To the one who gave so much and asked so little.
But a life without joy, without that special love,
Is more precious than gold,
And pain in the price you pay,
For having had joy.
It's just the price you pay,
And the Joy, the Love is worth the price.

RKW 11/30/10

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