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Garfield's Got Nothing On Me!!!

The Life Of A Tigger

Well, I am Tigger. I am a smidge overweight and have been known to be lazy. Don't listen to what everyone has to say. They don't know jack! Well, I guess to start this out, I have 3 brothers. I have known all of them all of their lives. I guess that means that I am the oldest and most handsome if I don't say so myself. Anyway, there is Onyx who came around about a year after me and has been a pain in the butt ever since. There is Halo who just came home in August and he never leaves me alone. My privacy just flew out the window when he came around. I do have to admit that it is nice having a little bro around. There is so much for me to teach him. And lastly, there is Kane. There are no words to describe how I feel about him. Mom and dad brought him home in January. He was fine at first, but now, he tried to get me every chance he gets. I can't go antwhere without him trying to play with me or lick me. It is really annoying. He is so big now. When he ties to play, he is so rough that he hurts us and we get mad and swat at him and he thinks we are playing. Something is going to have to happen with him.

Anyway, you have now met my family, now you can get to know me better. I was born in Benton, Arkansas (right outside of Little Rock). My mom rescued me and you can read more about that on my page. My daily life is usually about the same. Nothing really special happens to me unless mom switches the brand of food.

I get to spend time with my mom every day. She stays home and takes care of me. I have certain times that I like to spend with her. For instance, I am always around when she is watching tv. She watches something that she calls "her soaps" in the afternoon and somehing she calls "her shows" at night. I am with her the whole time she watches these. If she misses one of these, then I go find her and make her pay attention to me no matter what she is doing. At night, I have my own pillow on the bed right above hers and that is whereI sleep.

I am not too close with my daddy. He makes fun of me a lot. He calls me fat camp and Fatty McFatterson. He also chases me throughout the house and I am not really a running kind of cat. My mom tells him that he is going to give me a heart attack ane of these days. I'm not sure what that is, but I don't want anything from him. I have figured out how to let him know that he is bothering me. I put my ears back any time he comes near me. He just laughs at me. We'll see who get the last laugh. One of these days I am going to show him who's boss.

Thats it until next time. See ya later.