| Nikki, I was your GRROWLS "foster mom" for nearly 3 months. I nicknamed you "Nikker Picker" because you would grab food from any table or shelf when I wasn't looking. Who knows what you had to learn in order to survive before GRROWLS came to you. I think I gave you a good few months of joy, laughter and companionship. You did your "running away thing" twice, but both times I got you back unharmed. How thankful I was. It took you nearly two months to roll over on you back so I could rub your little belly. I guess it just takes time to trust. I still think of you, "Little Nick" and miss seeing you greet me when I come through the door. You were a great little fellow. |
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