Update: Tigger’s mom has changed her mind and is going to keep him as of April 2014.
Previously: My name is Tigger because I look like a Tigger and I act like a Tigger, even though I’m a puppy. I bounce and run and play — but I can’t really talk. Who needs words when you have a striking brindled coat, expressive dark eyes, white socks on two feet, and a tail that curls like there’s no tomorrow?
My vet thinks I am about 10 months old. I weight 54 pounds, and may be a greyhound or boxer or great dane mix, but I don’t know because I don’t remember my parents. I have very long legs and am really “cut”, as you can see in my pictures. The ladies really take to me.
I am fully vetted, including being neutered (ugh!) and I am happy to say – heartworm negative (Yeh!). I know how to sit when asked to and know to wait to go outside when its time — if you know what I mean.
My favorite time (besides eating) is curling up next to this human who saved me. I love all kinds of dogs and people and am told that I get attached quickly and am ALL puppy. Throw the ball and watch me run. I would love to meet you so you can see just how cool I really am. It is probably best that I have a yard with a six foot fence, because I can bounce pretty high.
PS: I’m bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, Fun, fun, fun, fun, FUN!
I’m looking for a foster and eventually a forever home!