Monday, October 10, 2005

Tigger: an introduction.

My love of cats began with the friendliest cat in world. He was patient with pawing children, and remarkably hard to strangle to death.


He was called Tigger because, like the Original Tigger (O.T.) of Pooh fame, he liked to jump. And glory, could he jump! I've never seen another cat jump as high.


He wasn't just a set of muscle-bound hind legs though. At the end of a hard day, he liked nothing more than to settle down with a good book. Children's books, sure, but children's books in Dutch, you'll note! "Kangoeroe met jong," it says. Clever.

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