I was born at a surprisingly young age. My earliest recollections are being cared for by friendly giants in a world full of huge and strange things. I soon found out the place was called "France".
The world quickly shrunk a bit, and I found myself playing a princess with a troupe of actors. But alas, I was never rescued and eventually was eaten by the dragon. Finding this experience less than satisfactory, and having discovered that there was even more to the (now manageably smaller) world, I embarked outward to find what lay beyond the horizon. I lived on islands in the Indian ocean, south of Madagascar and the Bahamas, where I sang and danced in cabaret.
I returned to Europe in the south of Spain, but got kicked out. This was something that would happen again. I went to Chile, but was kicked out. Obviously, Spanish speaking countries didn't want me. So I went to Tahiti and lived there a while.
I then realized I'd never seen a kangaroo in its natural environment, so I went to Australia, where I was adopted by aborigines, and learned to speak to animals through their dreams.
Finally, I arrived on the shores of the United States, sang in rock bands, and have remained here for quite some time now. But every now and then I still talk to animals...
