I was born on Good Friday in 1994, and I was an only child (to that litter anyways). I was named Good Friday because of my birthdate. I moved in with the Pantel's at the age of 8 weeks, because my mommy wasn't a good mommy, and wasn't teaching me the things I needed to be tought. I learned more from them than my mommy.
Unfortunally, one day in the summer of 1995, somebody stole me from my home, and I haven't seen them since. My life since then has been a blur, and I don't know what happened to me. I'm not sure if I'm alive or dead. This has all been such a shock, and it is all sooooo confusing. :(
The only picture that Pauline could find of me was the one below. (Mr
Pantel took the picture, and he has this thing with taking pictures on an
angle, so that is why the funny looking picture. Please do not adjucts
your set. )