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I saw this today and I wanted to post it. I don't know what words to write to go with it - so for now I am just going to let it be here alone.

Good-Bye Mr. Tiggs

It is crazy how a furry four legged feline can become such a part of the family. When I was growing up we always had dogs. Close to 16 years ago when we came home with an orange cat previously named "Peaches", I didn't know that he would become such a special part of our little family. He had a great personality and I quickly grew fond of his little quirks. He liked to sleep on my head, run around like his tail was on fire, and he had the silliest meow when he was looking at the birds outside the window. He did great adjusting when Annie came along. He put up with all of her noises and hugs and kisses. He was great at keeping my lap warm even when I was trying to get other things done and he would push his way in to get my attention. When he hurt his leg a few years ago, I didn't mind lifting him up onto the bed so he could sleep with me. In the last year when he was beginning to "age" I didn't mind getting up at 2 am every night to feed him. He was my little buddy and I am so blessed that he was with us for so long. He holds a special place in my heart. I miss you, Keekah! Thanks for all the fun memories.