Tiger was our first shiba, and the most athletic, game, and fearless animal I've ever met. Ti approached everything in life with enthusiasm and, while her life was much too short, we console ourselves with the knowledge that she enjoyed every moment of it. I never once saw Tiger get tired and she "quit" on us only twice: once when she refused to accompany my brother in climbing along a cliff edge (from which my brother fell, had to be airlifted out by the national guard, and almost died) and secondly, when she died (a shattered ribcage, 2 puctured lungs, lacerated liver and 6 hours of emergency surgery to try and piece her back together proved too much for even her tough brave soul.) She was one of a kind and we miss her and will always miss her.