On Life, Love and Law School!

To the Tigger life in the forest is full of complications. Firstly there is life. It grows all around the forest. There are the trees, the birds and the bees and not the mention the bears. (Bears only bother with honey not Tiggers. Tiggers don't like Honey. Too Sticky for their Tiggeriffic Paws.). On the subject of bears Tigger has to say this. " Bears: They live under bee hives. Keep getting stung by the bees all for honey.". Tigger is not a bear. Tigger is glad. Tigger could never live under a bee hive. Bees make Tigger wonder about the future of the world. They live in a hive. All interdependent. Tigger is a lone island in a world of hives. Tigger likes being an island. (Islands are Tiggeriffic.).

The Benefits of Island Living for a Tigger.

1. It's Tigger's Island.

2. Tigger can bounce all he likes.

3. Tigger has all the medicine he wants.

4. It's Tiggeriffic.

When Tigger is not bouncing in the forest Tigger whiles away his time by attending law school. (Tigger does not know why he is in law school. Law School does not know why Tigger is there.). The law school is not in the normal part of the forest. They tell Tigger this part of the forest is called "Civilization". Tigger does not know what that word means. To a Tigger his forest is home. The law school is not home. Tigger does not like things that are not his home. To Tigger Law School is a mistake. But he went down the hole and is now stuck.

As for love. To a Tigger Love is all around.

:-).

Tiggeriffic!

Tiggers in the Sun

Happy and Sunny is the day!
The Tiggers just while their time away!
The Sun Comes out to say!
Its time for Tiggers to go out and play!

We dance in the meadows green and free!
Bounce like bouncy balls and smile with glee!
Till our bounciness lands up up a tree.
Till our bounciness lands us up a tree!

Up we sit and stare at the ground.
Trying hard not to move around.
If climbing with hands is hard enough.
Try it with paws.

Then we bounce up and down.
Push that tree into the ground.
Then we roam around.
Till the sun goes down.

Tigger's Sunday

Tigger woke up today morning at around 11:00 AM. It was a Sunday. Tigger likes Sunday. Sundays tend to like Tigger. Tigger HATES Mondays. Mondays don't like Tigger.

Tigger sat on his bed. Yawned as he stretched his paws. Looked at his claws. They needed trimming. But Tigger will trim claws on some other day. Tigger does not trim claws on Sunday. Tigger looked around. Stared at the celing. Today was going to be a good day said Tigger. Tigger sniffed around his room. It smelled all Tiggerish. Tigger likes Tiggerish. Tiggerish likes Tigger. So Tigger bounced up and down his bed. Cause thats what Tiggers do you see. But then Tiggers mobile phone went beep. It was his friend Gitanjali. She lives on the other side of the forest. She asks Tigger if he wanted lunch. Tigger always likes the prospect of lunch. So he said yes. Then Tigger went and had a bath. (Tigger normally does not have a bath, but yesterday a rather nice monkey made him run all around the forest. He was sweaty and did not smell quite so Tiggerlicious as he always does.) The Tigger combed his fur and went out to meet Gitanjali. (Oh Tigger also watched the Bee Movie and it s Tiggeriffic.) (Tigger likes brackets, brackets like Tigger). Tigger tried to get his Navy King Medicine. But the medicine man did not have it so he had Ultra Medicine instead. He met Gitanjali and ate lunch. Tigger likes lunch. Then Tigger's Mummy called on his mobile. She told Tigger to go buy himself a book. Tigger liked books. To Tigger and Gitanjali went to buy a book. Tigger got lost in the book forest. Sooo many books. Tigger lay on the floor and stretched his paws. Tigger liked books and books liked Tigger. So Tigger bought books. Went for coffee. Met Ram his other friend. Played with Bozo the dog and Tigger went home and blogged. Tigger now swears that he will NO longer write in "Third Person.". Tigger does not like Third Person. Third Person Does not like Tigger.

:-D.

Have a Tiggeriffic Day! Or Night! Or Afternoon!