I am not sure how many names I had before I found my forever home. In foster care, a little girl called my Balto because of my wolf-like look. When I found my mom, she decided since I had a new home and a new life, I needed a new name, so I became Marty McFly.
I was renamed when my mommy adopted me at 6 months old. My original name was Ollie but I reminded my mommy of Christmas so she named me Nicholas. The James part came as an after-thought, but I guess it just kind of stuck. I think it is pretty fancy, myself :)
The name the HSI gave me was Brutus....honestly, do I LOOK like a Brutus?! Come on, I'm afraid of the computer printer! Daddy remaned me Hoover to match my brother Kirby.
I have no idea what my name was the first year or so of life. when I got sprung from IACC I was Peter (?!) for a day or so...and Riley...then finally Charlie...or Chuckeeeeeeeeeeee.
Nicholas James on Jul 19 at 06:11 PM