I didn't know what was up when I went to go ask my brother where Tiger was.. He shut the door and looked sort of upset. That just isn't normal for him to do. I thought he was just being an annoyed big brother at the time though. My Dad told me about ten minutes before we left to feed the horses that he died. I knew by the tone in his voice that something was wrong. We don't really know what it is, but he's an outdoor cat for the most part so it could have been a chicken bone in somebody's trash or rat poison. Last night he was laying in my bed with me and looked 100% healthy. We never would have guessed this was going to happen. I'm just happy he can finally be with his brother who we lost about three years ago now. We didn't want to further investigate what happened because there's not anything you can do about it once it's done. He definitely had his vaccinations up to date and everything. I am still crying a bit, but not nearly as bad as earlier.

RIP Tiger
We love you and you'll be missed.

I really didn't feel like updating my older journal for the sake of this, so it's two in one day. -sigh-