| Location | Sunderland |
| Age | 19 years |
| Date of Birth | 18/10/1987 |
| Date of Death | 24/07/2007 |
| Visitors | 847 since 02/12/2008 |
| Creator |
Full name
Thomas Tiggerous Furriest Purriest Yowiest Yow :-)
I don't know when Tiger was born. He was adopted on 18th October 1987. I was 12 and my parents took me to an animal shelter to choose a cat. I saw a lovely new little white kitten and I said "Puss,puss,puss". Out of nowhere this tabby kitten (who I'll guess was 6mths old) appeared at a charge. He jumped straight into my arms and purred "I'm choosing you". It is the cat that chooses the owner and so I name Tiger my best friend :-)
I wanted to call him Tommy Tiger and as you can see as the years progressed so did his name :-)
The first night he slept on my bed all night and didn't move.
He was a tom cat and enjoyed many years of being lord of the local yards. I grew up and Tiger grew older, and older, and older.
I thought it was cruel to take him with me when I moved out. He'd lived at that house in Sunderland for 16 years. But move we did and he loved it. My new home in Weardale has an open fire and it belonged to Tiger.
The next year on Easter Sunday Tiger followed me and my dad to the local pub (something he had done for years and in both towns :-). He stayed out all night and was no where to be seen the next day. I made posters and searched for a week. I made arrangements to have a piss up or wake if you will. I was very sad. No sooner had I put the phone down when I received a call. Tiger was found :-)
After a few days with the vet getting over hyperthermia, he came home. From then on he was a house cat, lying on a hot water bottle in front of the coal fire. My neighbour would even pop in and refill it if I was at work all day.
Yes Tiger was in command of his humans. :-)
So Tiger trundled on into 2007. By May the vet told me his kidneys were packing up. With care we made it to July.
On his last night, I slept next to Tiger's bed all night and didn't move :-)
We visited the vet the next morning and said goodbye. It was time...
A good life... Rounded with a sleep :-)
school problems 2010
im sorry im passing it this way but i dont know how to inbox on here, i want to talk to somone and i feel as if i can tell you everything, im so upset. im hopefully going to leave this school as its all to much i have alex mchugh calling me a rat and saying that im flirting with people its bad to have friends did you not know that? im realy feeling as if i wanna .......... as it is all too much i mean why the h*ll does he need to stop me from being mates with someone ive known since year 4 ive known darren longer than him but ohh no im flirting im not allowed mates. im realy wanna k*ll m****f dont want to soud like a maniak but thats what it ii like having someone like that at my school sorry tiger hope you dont mind me saying this but i wanted to tell nicola but i dont know how to inbox her missing you always love you love nikita xxxxx i will look forward to mabye seeing you tommorow nicola xxxxxx
i want to cry because i just read the story and i have knew tiger for years he was a quite cat but he was beutifull and i was glad too see him... he was a good cat and im sure everyone will miss him for the rest of out lives xx
♥ღ♥ THE SADDEST THING ♥ღ♥
And the saddest thing
Under the sun above
Is to say goodbye
To the ones you love.
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All the things
That I have known
Became my life
My very own.
But before you know
You say goodbye
All the time goodbye
It's time to cry
But I will not weep
Nor make a scene
Just say “thank you life,
For having been”.
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And the hardest thing
Under the sun above
Is to say goodbye
To the ones you love.
♥ღ♥
No, I will not weep
Nor make a scene
But say “thank you life
For having been”.
♥ღ♥
And the loudest cry
Under the sun above
Is a silent goodbye
From the ones you love.
♥ღ♥ Written and sung by Melanie Safka ♥ღ♥
Tommy xxxxx A sunderland cat, my kinda cat, Geordie boy!!!
Shadow's Song
I'm not gone… not really.
I haven't gone away… I've only gotten bigger.
My eyes, so bright, now shine among the stars.
My voice sings with the wind in winter, as I leap
And dance among the tree tops.
I stalk the blown leaves in autumn,
and brush the flowers gently in the Spring.
I come to you in dreaming, on feet grown dreamtime soft,
And lay my cheek against yours, and whisper:
"Peace be with you."
Someday we will play again together, you and I, among the stars
'Til then, fear not to love, for your love gave my life meaning
And I return that love to you
a hundredfold….a thousandfold… Forever.
Audrey E. Nickel, 1966
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The south-wind brings
Life, sunshine, and desire,
And on every mount and meadow
Breathes aromatic fire;
But over the dead he has no power,
The lost, the lost, he cannot restore;
And, looking over the hills, I mourn
The darling who shall not return.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)
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♥• Your life was taken
from my world;
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with a rose,
sprinkling petals on
my saddened path
and sunshine
on my woes. ♥•
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"It is not just that animals make the world more scenic or picturesque.
The lives of animals are woven into our very being - closer than our own breathing - and our soul will suffer when they are gone."
- Gary Kowalski, Author of The Souls of Animals
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FIRST DAY IN HEAVEN
Is Heaven all you asked of it,
O little cat? Did Peter fit
A halo for your graceless head?
Is there a quilt for your special bed,
And a bowl of cream just out of reach
Of your thieving paw? Or do They teach
You not to steal in Paradise?
Does the flapping of Their wings entice?
Do you scamper and swing on a golden fence,
Or are They teaching you reverence?
And are there really golden thrones
Up there? Or do the Mighty Ones
Have nice fat chairs that you can claw
And tear and snag with an impious paw?
And do the angels understand
That a little cat in a lonely land
Still longs for a kiss and a friendly cuff?
Celestial joys are not enough.
Please, some small saint in shining white,
Hold him close in your arms tonight.
- Bianca Bradbury
LITTLE GHOST CAT
Little ghost cat,
Sometimes I hear your gentle purr
And feel the soft touch of your fur.
Then, late at night old memories stir
Of the friend I loved and lost.
Little ghost cat,
By moonlight now you come and go
Unseen, and, like moving water flow
Through my dreams, calling as of long ago,
O friend I loved and lost.
- BARBARA PARKHILL-HALL
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