Tigger was beautiful, what a soulful and kind face she has. I love her floppy ear as well, and certainly could not understand anyone not wanting her because of that. I understand how much it hurts to write about and think about her being gone, but it feels good to share her too, and let other people know how wonderful she was and how special she was. She is up there now at the bridge, happy and wagging, healthy and young again, waiting for the time when someday you will reunite.

Play hard at the bridge dear Tigger. You were, and are, a very precious and special friend.