My Bio.
I was born stuffed. Basically no sense of anything that happened around me. I remember it all now, but I didn't then... I was being stitched back together. That was my first memory. I had just finished being stuffed, and was now being stitched together. I was boxed, and stuck on a boat, then a truck. Not much to talk about... yet. Anyway, after a few days, I made it to the Seattle Aquarium. I sat on the shelf for a couple days, then, finally, a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes can to look at me and the others next to me. This boy would become my Master. It's not like I wasn't looked at BEFORE Master came along, but nobody else chose me. Anyway, I remember leaving the store, then eventually, the aquarium. On the way back to Master's car, I was being named. I remember now that it was Dad who gave the idea, and Master liked it. Ollie. Ollie, the Otter. There were, of course, people other than Master and Dad there, like Master's cousin, and I think her older brother, and possibly Mom, but I don't remember all the details. Now, on that same curb where I was named, I was brought to life. Powerful magic swirled through the air. And I was brought into existence. There isn't that much between now and then. Wait, there were the vacations. The first was Hawaii. Heck, I even got an ISLAND named after me! Okay, maybe not an official island, but a little one on Kauai. Master and I liked to go there. It wasn't even really an island, but a sand-bar thing. That was the first place I had been to in full- consciousness, besides Washington. There were a few camping vacations, and I don't really remember them that well. I'm not doing these in any particular order, by the way. Next, there was the first three-place trip. Iceland, England, and Germany. Iceland (as you can guess from the name) was cold. Like, freezing cold. Even Dad said he had never been that cold, and he's 48. The only reason we went there was because we got a discount if we did. We were there for TWO DAYS. By the time we left, I was afraid Master was frozen solid. England was fun. I wish we got more time there. We only had a day. Dad, Master, and I walked around for a bit, and by the time we got back Master passed OUT. He even slept though Mom and Dad getting room service, and eating dinner. I guess that’s what happens when you jump time-zones too quick. Then, last but defiantly not least, Germany. We were supposed to stay sixteen days there, but we ended up staying twenty-five. I know you probably think we stayed longer because we liked it there, which we did, that’s just not the reason we stayed. You heard of the volcano Eyjafjallajokull? In Iceland? Yeah, it exploded, and the ash grounded all flights. We thanked our lucky stars when we got back that it's twin, Katla, didn't explode when we got back. Katla is really big, and if it went, it wouldn't only ground all flights going just about anywhere in the world, it would have grounded them for YEARS. Anyway, pretty much all of our family on Mom's side lives there, so it was nice to see them. Even Master had never met them. They were all pretty nice. The sad thing is, one of the most fun of them all, Uncle Franz, died recently. Anyway, we're back now. It's been a few months, and I finally have my own website, which is where you're reading this. Hate to end on a sad note, but that’s all I can think of right now... so... bye.