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Villager: Archie

Archie came into my life roughly six years ago, and he's been one of my closest companions since then. Originally a stray, he was brought into a shelter and put up for adoption, only to be noticed two weeks later by my parents. They noticed his bright and beady green eyes looking through the cage, afraid of what the future holds for him.

My parents brought him home that day, as a birthday present for myself, Their reason for choosing him, from all other cats there, was his tail; and his name.
My nickname when I was in school, was "Zaboomafoo", because of my love for animals. His name just happened to be that. Probably because of the two white rings that are around his tail.
He's a poly-dactyl on all fours, which is a bonus for him. More claws to beat up his siblings with!

He's been with me ever since then, and I love him dearly. Even though he can drive me up the wall some days, or occasionally scare the crap out of me by dislocating his shoulder for the sake of a single penny-sized treat, he's always there to comfort me when I'm sick, or to lend an ear.