I love the colour gold, I love the scuffed fluff.
If I brush her fur backwards,
it shines like happy times.

Heart pink, but faded
her fur gets rugged and uneven
between the past and present.

If I brush her fur backwards,
her whiskers touch my toes
she steals my Weetbix milk,
leaves milky footprints in my head.

I love those pink padded paws,
those narrow parts help Tiger spring.