This is my mugshot. Aren't I handsome? That's Emma holding/restraining me. But, I think we already talked about that on the main page.
This is Peanut... poor little guy. We shared the same cage for a little while, but it wasn't always easy for him. Sometimes we'd try to play, but he'd have trouble. You see, Peanut got hurt once, and because of that he had some trouble walking and moving around. If you want to know what happened exactly, check out our story.
After Peanut died in August of 1998, I lived alone.
This is Abigail, Abby for short. She used to live in the Rat Palace before I did. After she died on January 17, 1999, she left it to me in her will. While I lived next door to her, she seemed pretty nice, but we never really talked much. Although, I did notice a few things... Abby always seemed to like Emma better than Artie... and their Dad liked her better than me.
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