Happy birfday to me!!!
My dad just sent me this lovely note:
Your arrival a few years back was a very interesting experience for me, new borns are quite interesting to observe, but the coloring is horrid- white waxy stuff, purple coloring, blecho! But otherwise, just darling, soft, cuddly, very lovable and OUR VERY OWN! And we get to take him/her home – if we have a name ready!
I was one butt-ugly baby all weird coloured and stuff. I popped out, opened my eyes and just stared at everyone like, wait. .who are all of you and what is this big place?!?!?!
I also was not named. I also was jaundice and put under bright lights (only allowed out for nursing then put right back) for a few days.
My parents settled on “Robin” so home I came to a VERY ecstatic black standard poodle. Apparently he liked the way I smelled.
*I am classifying this under “Trip” because it was. . . and I don’t want to make a new Category