I was perfectly happy in the Pound, thank you, until I was unceremoniously spirited away by this weird girl and her incredibly trying pets. And now I am a laboratory peon. This borders on degrading.
My birthday is 30th June. Get me presents, I was a poor Pound wretch once, emo tear, etc.
P.S. You can check my petpage for my species/stat/colour changes whenever my 'owner' bothers to update it.
P.P.S. Don't think too much about the shovel and the highly realistic Cybunny slippers.
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