Emotions

My Dad is one of the most emotional men I know. He has no problem showing anyone and everyone that he loves them... anywhere. He often hugs and kisses Tommy, while they are both in uniform, at work, when Tommy stops in at the hospital. He is not intimidated by anyone and is basically a hugasaurus kinda guy! I love it!

I dreaded calling my Dad about Tigger. I had called my Mom while we were rushing to the vets office but did not call my Dad until we had already come home in a heap of sobbing emotional mess.

My Dad loved Tigger just as much as we did. He is a huge lover of boxers and has lost one too. When I called him I just could not stop sobbing. He cried with me. I love that my Dad cries right along side us when we are sad or happy. That was the moment my Dad jumped into action.

He made me promise I would talk with the kids about loss and let them grieve for Tigger. (I know now, this is going to be a long process.) I promised I would and that I would be totally honest when they asked me questions about what happened. He cried a little more and told me he would talk to me in a little bit, because Daddy needed to get to work. Let me tell you, when he is on a mission.... LOOK OUT!