Hello to my many fans. I spent my first night at home last night. Mom and I stayed up late bonding and now we're having a nap. I love to nurse, love it, can't get enough. I don't love having my clothes or diaper changed. I have a mighty battle yell to let people know when I'm being changed and don't like it, or when I want to nurse.
My handlers haven't settled on a nickname for me yet, but there are a few good ones forming. I snort - so piggy and piglet seem to fit. Dad calls me goblin and hobgoblin - I don't know what those mean but judging from the people around me it has something to do with being universally beautiful and loved.
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See you soon,
Ro