One year ago, my little brother Houdini came to live with us here at the Hotel Thompson. At that time, he was a 12 week old Yorkshire Terrier. Snorts – we learned real quick that Terrier really means TERROR.
In this picture, he didn’t even weigh 1 pound yet. For the first six months that we had him, I didn’t even think he had legs because he got carried everywhere by mom or dad. Must have been the life, huh?
And he would fall asleep everywhere and anywhere. Mom said that because he was growing like the little weed he is.
He plays hard. He sleeps hard. We’ve come a long way in his first year. Clothes, birthday parties, groomers, play dates. And I have to admit that the little guy has grown on me. He is no longer just 1 pound. I’m happy to report that he goes between 5.5 to 6 pounds – depends on what he eats that day – snorts. For a poochie, he’s not bad. I can’t imagine life here at the Hotel Thompson without him.
Do you remember how he got his name Houdini?
Mom and dad put him in his crate in their bedroom and went to the pet store to pick up some supplies for him. When they came home, he had escaped out of his crate and was wondering around their bedroom. Mom said he was a cute little escape artist therefore Houdini stuck. Personally I don’t think mom shut his crate all the way.”
I leave you with his very first video that mommy made the day he came here. Enjoy my friends and let’s take the time to tell Houdini WELCOME and Happy Anniversary.