November 20, 2017 - December 27, 2025
Thunder Sorrells was a momma’s baby from day one. He laid in my lap and whined when I said no. He was a bad bed partner because he thought the whole bed was his and you should move. Every morning before I got up to get ready for work I would say Thunder come it’s mommy time. He would sigh and then come lay beside me and I would talk to him and tell him how he is mommas baby and that I love him so much. He loved his ears and butt scratched so momma knew exactly what he wanted when he turned his butt to me. He looked so mean and vicious, but the only thing that hurt you was his tail when it started to wag. He was loved by his family, but momma and him had a special bond. Thunder will be missed, but I will see him again one day.
Love you Thunder
All of me loves all of you
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