Its weird. I keep expecting Tiger to walk into the room and hop up onto my desk and put his big furry behind right in my face. I miss him a ton. I will miss his morning wake-up meows and curling up with me when I am sick. I will miss him a ton. I already do. Its really hard. I have to stop writing or else I will start to cry again. Ugh. This is so hard. :(

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