Your biological parents, Moggy Nessi and Nawwy Puppy, were preparing breakfast for you on this warm morning. Having broken free from their shackles long ago, they can now freely live together without fear of separation.

Nawwy Puppy: Oh, careful there...

She quickly catches you before you fall off the chair, your little Child body giggling at being held. Your father holds up plates of mashed jellies.

Moggy Nessi: Breakfast is served... Go on, eat up!

(You are Boggy Nessi, their son)