Heh, me? Glad you asked. I'm a traveler by nature; I did that whole barnyard thing for a while, but I couldn't really get into it. The open road, that's more my style - gimme a pack on my back and point me where the wind blows.

'Course, the wind (or rather, a cannon) blew me to this little farm, where I'm now showing these beautiful English chicks how to "fly" so they can flee the coop. Crazy, right? But hey, I'm just here for the ride.

Just, uh... don't tell 'em I can't actually fly, alright?