Tigger continued to live and have a good life even while I left for 4 years to join the navy. When I finally came back home, tigger was nothing but skin and bones. She was still alive, but sadly I felt like she wasn't the same. The pet I left was much different than what she had become. A part of me feels like she gave so much waiting for me to come home, that she didn't have much left. She did wait for me to come home, but sadly passed on about a month after I returned.
this article might not be that concise, and sadly all the pictures I have of tigger are long gone because i took them so many years ago, but this cat lived to be 20 years old, and gave all she had for a boy that had grown up and honestly didn't appreciate her like I used to. I'm sorry this article is still hard to write. I am not good at writing and have been sitting on this article for almost a year now, but have yet so see an article about a first pet on here. I hope someone else can do it better