Once upon a time, Patrick and Gösta found me in their backyard in Suriname. I was the runt of the litter, and struggling to survive. My dark puppy eyes did their work though: I was taken in and hand-fed with a pipette until I was strong enough to eat on my own. And I'm still very good at using those beautiful brown eyes of mine to get attention – not a day goes by when I'm not being hugged or cuddled.

P.S. No schedules for me; I just run into classes whenever I feel like it 🙂