OK, so my adoption journey has three parts. It all began on January 6, 2011 when I was rescued from the shelter. Here’s what I wrote in my diary that day:
“Today was an exciting day! A worker came to my cage to take me out and put me in a box. I got real scared because I thought I was going to be put to sleep. I couldn’t see out of the box so I didn’t know what was going on. I heard a lot of humans talking, and the next thing I knew I was in a car. Imagine that! A car! A little while later I finally got to come out of the box and I couldn’t believe it – I was in a different doctor’s office. “Oh boy, here we go again” I thought. I looked up – and there was the lady that was asking about me yesterday!”
It was so good to be out of the shelter, even though I was a little confused.
The second part of my journey is probably my favorite, and that’s the day I met Mommy. Before I tell you about that, let me share a little something she wrote on Facebook on January 7, 2011.
Photo courtesy Janice Rossel |