He was a well loved cat for 17 years. His brother, Griffin, was sad when he learned of this. Griffin, Pook, and Max were all there when Tigger passed. Tigger liked to sleep and play with his brothers and sister. When Tigger was little, he liked to sing to his Fuzzy. Tigger liked to be pet on his belly and by his ears. I loved that he always made me laugh. His family loved snuggling him. He was cleaned by his brothers.