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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 🙂
Barks! Hey sweet friends. How has your week gone? Here at the Hotel Thompson, we’ve had storms with icky rains and thunder all week. It was like someone outside was throwing a huge bowling party for a while. It doesn’t help that the Hotel Thompson sits in a little gully and there is a creek in the lower part of our backyard. So when it thunders, it almost shakes our entire house. At times, I feel like Toto in the Wizard of Oz.
Mom caught me in deep thought pondering about the rains yesterday. I was watching the rain come down outside the window. Every once in a while, my tail would wiggle in anticipation of the next BOOM of thunder. One day, I will catch that boom and make it mine for all of the times it scares me.
Hopefully the rains will stop for this weekend and we can have a great time of snuggles and treats. I hope you have a great one as well sweet friends. Now I leave you with silly daddy in his Jokes with Daddy. Enjoy!
That’s not funny. Really no it isn’t. Mom/dad said I was being crabby over the weekend. No I wasn’t. Have they not learned yet that everything is about me and the world revolves around me? I wasn’t crabby. I was just trying to set them straight on their ways. It’s me first. It’s me that gets the attention. It’s me that should get a toy every time they come back home. It’s me that should get the doggy bag… I mean it is a DOGGY bag. They lost their minds. Really they did.
Mom said that since I was being crabby, I had to wear my crabby timeout shirt. That’s not funny. You can already guess, this is *not* my favorite shirt.