Mina was our very first foster, which, in hindsight, was probably always doomed to be a foster fail. She FAILED to convince us to let her go, you might say.
Please. Say it. Say that thing. The language of "failing" is so weird and it feels better if I make it jokey somehow.
We officially adopted Mina at some point in, like, January-ish? Idk exactly, but we threw her one hell of an adoption shower. Maybe I'll make that a different post.
Anyways, here's lots of pics of her across time.
