pronounced “tigger”

Was running up and down my bed last night. I was playing along with her.  She snuck outside my room hiding and waiting for me to come so she could pounce on me. 

I creeped one my hands and knees outside of my room. Just around the corner there was the chair that used to be in my home where I grew up. That chair didn’t belong there. That is when I realized it was just a dream.

My bedroom was the current bedroom in my apartment.

When I realized it was just a dream the fun ended and Tiger was gone.

I could feel the fur and feel her wrestle my hand like she always did.

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