Have you ever wondered why my avatar here at WordPress is a tiger wearing glasses?
As usual, there are many reasons. Two of the reasons appear in a post I wrote my very first year of blogging — Day 161: Tales of Tigers.
This blogging tiger realizes that you might not have the time to read that previous Tiger post. So today’s post will focus on these two Tigers:
The tiger on the right is Tiger, my well-worn childhood toy.
The tiger on the left is glad that she’s home from the hospital, healing like the tiger that she is.
What’s some good tiger music for today?
Any comment you’d like to leave behind, Tiger?
Thanks to all the tigers who helped me create today’s tiger of a post and to you — of course! — for being enough of a tiger to be here.
Hey, Tiger. Glad you’re out and about!
Hey, Tiger. I’m glad you’re out and about here on WordPress!
When my youngest daughter was 5 she was diagnosed with a disease she couldn’t pronounce, and nor could I. What it meant was that every 3 months for about 3 years, she had to go for an MRI. And she hated them. So, we went to a toy store and I let her choose any toy she wanted to be her talisman — there could be no metal on the toy and it had to be small enough for her to hold while in the MRI. After about an hour consideration, she chose a stuffed tiger. She called him…. Grrrr. I told her that Grrrr was her protector. That in those moments as the MRI started to pummel, she didn’t need to be courageous because Grrrr would be courageous for her. And that’s what happened. I stood at her feet at the edge of the machine while Grrrr rode valiantly into the tunnel with her.
He helped me a lot too as mostly, I wanted to cry as I watched my tiny precious daughter disappear into that tube she hated so much. He reminded me to be brave.
I’m so glad you’ve got your tiger and that both of you are home, healing and breathing freely.
Much love dear Ann. You always remind me to find the sun in everything.
That’s a beautiful story. It really touched my “mommy’ heart.
Much love to all the tigers and the tiger-hearted bravery described here. <3 <3 <3
I am glad to hear you are healing like the Tiger.
I am glad about how you help with the healing, Tiger!
Lovely to be home? Hope you feel 100% soon. Xxx
Thank you for this lovely and loving comment. Xxxxxxx
I feel for you. Hospitals are lonely places, though indispensable. I have the greatest respect for those who work there, but there’s no place like home.
Welcome home Ann. Hoping to see pictures of the local environs soon.
And you look pretty in pink!
Very soon! This tiger is grateful to have had your tiger-brave presence in my life for so long, Eleanor.
Welcome Home Ann!!
Thank you, Tiger!
I’m tickled that, like the tiger lily, you’re growing and blooming, with a hidden but healthy bulb of knowledge and experience that you both draw on and feed. That may seem like an odd metaphor but metaphors are the tigers of language: unpredictable, powerful, and never quite tamed.
I love metaphors, Chris, and I’m tickled pink by all the tigers in this comment. <3
Tyger tyger burning bright eh
In the forest of the nyght yeah. Thanks, Tiger! <3
A most unusual and expressive tiger!
A most unusual and expressive comment! Thanks, tiger!
You are a tiger Ann … Warm and Cuddly too. That’s the best combination 🐯
Thanks, warm, cuddly, and courageous Val! Grrrr! <3 <3 <3
Grrrr … Makes me smile!
Oh wow! Welcome home with the lovely tiger ! 🙂
Oh wow! It’s so lovely to see you here in my WordPress home! <3
The group Survivor that sings “Eye of the Tiger” started out playing in a dinky little bar by some old railroad tracks near my childhood home. I think I have listened to it 1000+ times. I’m going searching for it now. Lovely post!
Lovely comment! Many thanks for bringing your eye of the tiger here today.
and bears and lions!!! oh my!!!
You are very brave, Dennis! ok bye.
You hang on to Tiger
I’m hanging on, Derrick! <3
I just saw this the other day and really enjoyed it. although it was a bit too Disney-esque!
Good to know. Thanks, Maria!