I was born in the ocean on a coral reef. I was adopted by a tourist named "Bob" in Cuba. I immigrated to Canada not long ago. Bob put me into foster care. My new foster dad "Pete" took me everywhere. When I got the opportunity to trave across Canada, Papa Pete reluctantly let me go. I promised to start this blog so that Pete, Bob and all of my new Canadian friends could follow my adventures. Please enjoy the pics that I have attached. They are of my final days before leaving on this trip of a lifetime.
If anyone is curious, I was named after my unique physique and my charming personality. Hope you all enjoy my story!
Cheers,
Ricky
Hank, me and Papa Pete
in Owen Sound, On
Ottis and me, reminds me of friends in Cuba
New Years Eve in Orangeville with my hot date, Miss Pussy
The New Years buffet at the Rowntree's was amazing!
One more cookie and I would have spewed!
My friends and family thought it would be cute to hang me in the tree!
I wish they wouldn't do Tequilla!
Happy New Year!
Up up and away! The adventure begins!
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