Oh, Tigs. All we poor PTers ask out of life is to see your wonderful stripes and swirls occasionally, and instead you show us . . . THAT!

But then, who could begrudge you such contentment?

PIF—I just love Tigs to pieces! Everything you’ve ever written about him makes me want to give him a big hug. And, of course, he’s absolutely beautiful! More Tigs! More Tigs!