As you may or may not have been aware of the tragedy that happened yesterday at about 10pm pacific time, my master, T!TAN took a .357 to his head while he was drunk, yelled "allahu akhbar" and pulled the trigger, killing himself but sparing me as he had forgot about the suicide vest he had planned on using.
I am now homeless, without a purpose and lost, I search endlessly for a new master.
If anyone wants to help, I'll take it with open arms.
Thank you


(I can be a Cat, a Camel, a Sheep, or a Panda)