The Wonderful Thing About Toygers
Don’t be jealous. I know I’m really, really ridiculously good looking. I get my exotic features and adventuorus personality from my Bengal tiger ancestry. It’s no wonder my parents named me Wash, after the pilot from Firefly. Bold, into everything and a bouncy disposition. Also, I’m not scared of anything. When my mom took me to see a white tiger, I looked him right in the eye and said, Rawr. My twin brother, Amos, isn’t as brave. He’s a cuddler, not a fighter. Where’s the fun is that?