Tigger Talks

[Maryann,Roo and Tigger]

Okay all you doodle friends, I am getting a lot of bad press out there and I just want to tell my side of the story.

Mom and Dad were gone. Sisters were here. It was raining all the time. Roo and I had not been in the pool in a least a century - month - a day - I'm not that good on time. I had introduced the Sisters to the fun game of chase. It goes like this - I find something fun to carry in my mouth - a sock, a pillow, the toilet paper - that one is really fun. I run by a Sister ....slowly though... so she is sure to see me. She chases me. If she doesn't chase I turn around and go by more slowly. It's a great game and really passes the time.

Roo was just sleeping and sleeping. I was bored...... so I was looking for something to start chase with. I found a wonderful pink plastic thingy that smelled and tasted like soap - I love soap - don't you? Now here's the thing. As soon as I picked up the wonderful pink plastic soapsmelling thingy ( I know now its a r-a-z-o-r, Mom has told the story so many times) in my mouth, I could tell it was going to make great chewing. It was crunchy and smelled wonderful and tasted better.

I did not run by Sisters with it. I did not. I did not. I did not.

I very quietly layed down in the bathroom and started chewing and eating it. Right as I was finishing it Sister came in and started yelling. Blood, Tigger, blood - NO! NO! NO! yes! all caps she was really really loud. That is when all the trouble started. Two more minutes and she would never have known I had eaten it. I could have just stolen a loaf of bread off of the counter to wash it down and all would have been well.

Instead vet, vet, and more vet. Lots of bread and then I woke up in a cage with this plastic cone thing over my head. I was very sleepy. Then I had to listen to Sisters and Mom tell the story over and over and over. Even Roo was mad at me - although that may have been the cone thingy,- I'm not sure. So now you know the Truth.

I was just having a little snack and now the whole world thinks I am a bad dog. I am not, I am not, I am not. I am a good dog.

Tip to all my doodle friends, if you snack on crunchy things, don't get caught and eat a lot of bread afterward. Eating the bread was fun and felt good. The End

Your good doodle dog friend,

Tigger

[Clifford, Cloud, Jake..and Kim]

Tigger, dood, none of us fellow doods think you are a bad dog. We know how fun it is to test out new things and how else can we do it but by tasting and chewing. I once ate a little stuffed dog toy at my grandma's house (she has a pesky little white dog who likes little toys) and my mom and dad poured some nasty stuff down my throat and next thing I knew I had a tummy ache and threw up everything - including the toy and my dinner. Boy, wait until I tell them they should just give me bread next time, that would have been so much better than throwing up. I bet the cuddles and treats were fun while you were getting better though - milk that for all it's worth!
Your doodle friend,
Clifford

[Camilla and Darwin]

Tigger, I don't think you are a bad dog. I will keep in mind that I shouldn't eat crunchies though, I don't want to wake up at the vet! Also, stay away from chocolate cake. I ate that once and everybody was really bad, and I threw up, A LOT. - Darwin

[Linda and Murphy]

Tigger,
For future reference, nothing pink and crunchy can be good.
Your friend,
Murphy

[Nancy, Ned, Clancy, and Charlie]

Tigger, We still love you - lots and lots.... We think you are a good boy to play with the Sisters when they visit. We think the bad stuff it is all THEIR fault for letting unsafe crunchy things tempt you. Ned and Clancy

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Tigger, It sure sounds like an honest mistake. What did they have to do at the vet's to you? I bet your mom, dad, and sisters were really scared. I am glad you are ok.

[BG and Gavin]

Tigger, how could anyone stay angry at you. Just because you made a mistake does not make you bad! Just maybe you should stay out of the bathroom for a while. Glad you are feeling well.

[Leigh & Allie]

Tigger, I understand completely!!! I counter surfed for the F-I-R-S-T time as my mommy keeps telling me and now I know why it is soooo much fun. I found this really good smelling thing. I snatched it off the counter. It was on a paper towel. Mommy thinks I saw the paper towel and became interested. I love to eat paper, but that was not it. This brown thing on the paper towel smelled sooo good. I found out it was a double chocolate muffin. Mommy did not think it was as much fun as I did. I did not end up going to the vet but I almost did because Mommy was soooo upset. If you ask me, I think she needed to go to the vet more then I did. She needed a pill or something.