Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Let Me Introduce Myself

My name is Butternut, but you can call me Butters. On second thought, you can call me Bitternut. Let me explain.

My mommy was a nice lady with a great singing voice. She would sing songs to me and my brothers. My daddy was my hero. He worked at home, exercised a lot, coached my brothers, and had even met Michael W. Smith. My brothers were awesome. The dominated the backyard football games. I was so proud to be a Nordhoff. I even had a neighbor who had two dogs that kind of looked like me. At least I think he was my neighbor. He was always there mowing and even promised to give everyone in the neighborhood a tv, or something like that.

But then it all came crashing down. I developed a skin condition and was without a home. I can't really say I'm homeless because I live with a new family in a new house, but it'll never be Nordhaven (that's what I call my home).

I'm trying to get back. I created this blog as a means to find my family. Maybe you've seen 'An American Tale.' If you haven't, you should see it. It's about a Russian Mouse named Feivel who is looking for his family.

The family that stole me from the Nordhoffs watches this movie often (I think they might be Russian). Each time I see it, I'm reminded of my home.

Papa Eric, if you're reading this, I miss you. Tell mommy to sing extra loud tonight, so that maybe, just maybe I can find my way home.