My name is Jenny, and I was "born" last night. The lady who usually writes this blog made me, and, before she tucked me in last night, she told me that I would be left for someone to find this morning.
She woke up really early, before the sun was even shining, so that she could get me up before everyone got started on their day. She was going to go grocery shopping this morning, and thought she would leave me before lots of people were there doing their grocery shopping after church.
To tell you the truth, I'm a little scared. What if no one wants me? What if no one takes me home to love me? I'm little, and I'd be afraid to be on my own very long.
Before we left, she wrote a note to tie onto my arm to explain who I am, and why I was made, and that I was looking for a good home.
Then she put me in a plastic bag, she said it was in case there was rain, but I don't think there will be, it's a very sunny day. And off we went, along with her grocery list, for me to (hopefully) find a good home. I hope I get one!
So, here I am, waiting for someone to come along and find me and,hopefully, give me a good home. She left her blog address, in case the person who finds me wants to let her know I have a good home. I hope they do, 'cause I know she worries about the little ones she leaves to be found.