| Almost the first child. She's/He's about eight, we think. "Rotweiler parrot," favorite todo's, sister, fun. Rescued from being turbine fuel in front of the terminal at schiphol. Almost dead, dead tired, famished, partched and frightened. I snuck up and capured her. She been boss ever since. Manages to frighten granddad Ryder and that takes some doing. |
