Mom was going through our baby book last weekend and came across the picture of me when I was a mere babe on the day that I adopted them. I think I weighed right around 3-4 pounds at the time and I was around 5-6 months. Wasn’t I small. I mean don’t get me wrong, I’m small now. But back in the day, I was really small. Mom called me her little furball all the time. I fit so snugly in Nana’s hands that day. She held me all the way home. aaww – those were the days.
I was so glad to be adopted to my forever home. Sometimes it’s hard for me to remember that far back – three years ago. Sometimes it feels like I’ve been here at the Hotel Thompson forever with my family. I wouldn’t want it any other way for sure.
Hope you have a great weekend friends. Now I leave you with Jokes from Daddy. I hope you enjoy 🙂