Colin and I noticed the other day Tiger has some crooked Whiskers. Or maybe bent is a better way to describe it. One side of his face has whiskers that have gone wacky. I'm almost afraid to wonder what happened. Hope a dog called R-O-M-E-O didn't have anything to do with it.
Oh Tiger, Mommy is sorry for the big brown fluffy dog that has taken over our house. I still love you just as much. I hope you can someday forgive me.