Tiger

Entrant's First Name
Richard

Pet’s Story
Tiger was the spitting image of her mother, Molly and she was so incredibly sweet. Tiger would come running out of nowhere, leap up on my leg and quickly climb, wanting to be held. This was fine wearing pants, however, with shorts on I painfully felt every single razor sharp claw dig into my skin. This little cutie was the first one to greet me at the door and rarely left my side. She occupied space on my lap whenever I sat down, quickly falling asleep, content to remain there as long I would allow. At less than 1-year old, Tiger sadly passed away from FIP shortly after this photo was taken.