YAY, KA finally got me my own account! OK so it took denting that big frying pan, but that jogged his memory enough that he remembered to get me one! Big Grin
I'm an older (and experienced) doll. KA is actually my second owner. The first was a photographer in NYC. Yes, I was put in a couple magazines, I'm famous! OK, so maybe NOT famous, but women looking for nice dresses and swimwear have seen me thinking I was real, hehe.
My career as a model only lasted a few years. See, my hip broke, and not being very good at things other than artisy stuff, my owner had no idea hoe w to fix me and I couldn't stand up any more. Shy . I thought she liked me but after my hip broke, she talked about throwing me away! After all in her mind it was cheaper to take pictures of me, than to hire real models, so she bought another doll to take my place.
I was really worried! Thankfully, she knew people who were also into dolls. A couple guys begged her NOT to just toss me in the trash. She didn't, and let KA come take me home. He offered to fix me and bring me back, but with the possibility of being scared (can't have that!) I would be no more use as a model. So Ka wrapped me up, put me in a box and used his hand car to take me home. I THOUGHT I'd be like sitting in the seat of a car or something, you know, something dignified, but I rode in the bed of his truck!
Upon getting there, I had my next shock, I was laid on a table and he was talking about cutting into my hip! Cry I was like, 'what's this, is he going to part me out or something?' My fear was unfounded though, KA got my bad hip joint out an fixed it. The hip joints I was made with weren't the best, the other side broke not six months later! I must say, the scars are very small and even a bikini bottom or undies can hide them.
Over the course of the years, I've had other small injuries, especially finger pokes, but KA had always taken care to fix whatever's wrong with me. OK, somethings he doesn't listen and doesn't want me shopping with his credit card, but he does take care of me. If your curious how old I am, let's just say I'm not a teenager any more, we'll leave it at that.
I thought it was bad when my hip broke, but upon seeing Lily arrive after Mr. Shelly died, I wanted to cry Cry! She was in horrid shape! Again, K made sure she was put back together like she should be. Yeah, I saw the care he took with her, and made sure he was taken care of for working so hard on her. Wink Thankfully, when my sister Glenda came, she was in great shape! OK, so she wears some of my clothes but well, she's my sister so how can I deny her? After all, I do play little tricks on her, like how dolls need to wear those face masks that are for covid. She believed me!
The little teases aren't one-sided either! I was doing laundry like KA asked, so he gave me a bowl of maple walnut ice cream. What does Glenda do? She calls Dinky up with a yell of 'Tabby's got ice cream!'
DINKY, NO!!!
Recently, I did get something smaller than a big long gun, just in case I run into Mr. Light. He's NOT going to get away with shooting Willow!
Well, soon as I figure out how it works... Um, maybe I got the wrong one.
ANYWAY, I'm happy to be here Thank you Mr. Green for letting me have my own account! (y)
I'm an older (and experienced) doll. KA is actually my second owner. The first was a photographer in NYC. Yes, I was put in a couple magazines, I'm famous! OK, so maybe NOT famous, but women looking for nice dresses and swimwear have seen me thinking I was real, hehe.
My career as a model only lasted a few years. See, my hip broke, and not being very good at things other than artisy stuff, my owner had no idea hoe w to fix me and I couldn't stand up any more. Shy . I thought she liked me but after my hip broke, she talked about throwing me away! After all in her mind it was cheaper to take pictures of me, than to hire real models, so she bought another doll to take my place.
I was really worried! Thankfully, she knew people who were also into dolls. A couple guys begged her NOT to just toss me in the trash. She didn't, and let KA come take me home. He offered to fix me and bring me back, but with the possibility of being scared (can't have that!) I would be no more use as a model. So Ka wrapped me up, put me in a box and used his hand car to take me home. I THOUGHT I'd be like sitting in the seat of a car or something, you know, something dignified, but I rode in the bed of his truck!
Upon getting there, I had my next shock, I was laid on a table and he was talking about cutting into my hip! Cry I was like, 'what's this, is he going to part me out or something?' My fear was unfounded though, KA got my bad hip joint out an fixed it. The hip joints I was made with weren't the best, the other side broke not six months later! I must say, the scars are very small and even a bikini bottom or undies can hide them.
Over the course of the years, I've had other small injuries, especially finger pokes, but KA had always taken care to fix whatever's wrong with me. OK, somethings he doesn't listen and doesn't want me shopping with his credit card, but he does take care of me. If your curious how old I am, let's just say I'm not a teenager any more, we'll leave it at that.
I thought it was bad when my hip broke, but upon seeing Lily arrive after Mr. Shelly died, I wanted to cry Cry! She was in horrid shape! Again, K made sure she was put back together like she should be. Yeah, I saw the care he took with her, and made sure he was taken care of for working so hard on her. Wink Thankfully, when my sister Glenda came, she was in great shape! OK, so she wears some of my clothes but well, she's my sister so how can I deny her? After all, I do play little tricks on her, like how dolls need to wear those face masks that are for covid. She believed me!
DINKY, NO!!!
ANYWAY, I'm happy to be here Thank you Mr. Green for letting me have my own account! (y)
