Iris, we loved you so much. We remember getting you when you were only 3 pounds and could fit in the palm of our hands. You've always been our little fighter who would get through anything, and I mean anything. May it be taking on a dog 5 times your size and winning, or pulling through getting hit in the head by a car you always managed to fight on.
You were our little spaz that would find the most random things to play with. May it be one of your toys or a Dr. Pepper bottle.
All you've ever wanted was to be loved and to play with us. We would play with you and your toys, and then you would curl up with us and watch TV. Iris, We love you and will miss you.
Iris Thompson
January 21, 2007 - December 12, 2009
May you find rest and happiness
