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!