Photo-A-Day: May 4, 2014 - Us

My sweet Tigger turned 13 years old.  He wasn't always sweet.  When I first adopted him, he was all teeth and claws.  Anytime you'd pass him, he'd try to hobble you by grabbing your leg.  Anytime you'd try to pet him, you'd end up with scratches and teeth marks for your efforts.

I was his third, and probably final, home, however.  Although I did think about it, there was no way I was taking him back to the shelter.  So with lots of love and lots of time, he learned to trust me.  He still won't let me touch his feel or clip his claws, but I can work with that.  What he does now do is let me pet him, brush him, and nuzzle him.  He's a good nuzzler.