In June our beloved yorkshire terrier, Minnie, passed away suddenly at the age of 11, the day after the tragedy, Me, my mom, and my father, determined that we weren't going to be able to stay in the house as it was too painful. We decided "let's go to florida." Thanks to some wonderful cast members, we were able to get a reservation on short notice that very day for 4 days. Long story short, our last day there, we were eating lunch at crystal palace when my Mom started crying. (We had all had crying episodes during this span.) Tigger came over, and he threw my stepdad on top of my mom, then he dragged me on top of my parents and then he was on top of me, and it was a huge hug. It was the first time in almost a week that the 3 of us started laughing. I doubt "Tigger" reads these boards, but if he does, words cannot express how thankful I am to that "tiger" Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I will never forget that as long as I live. Plus I thought this might warm some hearts.