Then the Viking girl stopped visiting me to buy back. I guess my points were to high. So I then devised a plan to slip out of the collar and run away. I didn't like playing with the Marines other pets anyway, they always picked on me. So, while he was petting his other pets I got one of them to chew of my collar. Once free, I ran off my own own pet, Tony. So fuck off, Marine!
Unknown "Angie" Adventurous - 16 years, 7 months, 19 days ago

So, one day I was just walking down the street listening to my iPod, it was actually Tilly and the Wall playing when suddenly a collar was placed around my neck and tightened. I didn't even care who was on the other end of it, I just want the damned thing off. I struggled to get it off, but there were spikes on it and it wasn't coming off. I sat on a nearby bench, pissed to no end that this just happend. I finally looked at my new owner, he smiled and I shivered in response. Then this Viking of a female came along and dropped some sort of green plus signs into his hand and he gave her the leash attached to my collar. This type of exchange happened numorous times throughout the next few days. Once I was handed over the old owner would go off and talk to other people and come up with more green plus signs and take me back. Every once and a while people would come up and pet me, but I understand. Who wouldn't want me as a pat?
Unknown "Angie" Adventurous - 16 years, 7 months, 27 days ago