Here I sit and think about my outstanding pinkness.
How did it come about? Well, it was *stolen*. From Baker Blinker. Way back in the day. Model 1.0 you could call it. Now I am considered to be a savior of some sort. The white horse leads, the black horse steers.
I came here…
… in a boat.
But not that one.
Maybe here I can get away from testers Fern and Lichen. Be my own body in my own person. That’s the hope.
Mama T. and calf will help me.
Sunklands 