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December 4, 2009 - Cindy Votruba
I recently started playing another one of Facebook’s many time-wasting games, this one being “Happy Pets.” It’s kind of reminiscent of those little Tamaguchi virtual pets that were big more than 10 years ago. I bought one for the heck of it. If I didn’t keep after the little computerized cat, it went to kitty heaven, angel wings and all. Then you start the game all over again.
In its Beta format glory, “Happy Pets” is where you can adopt a kitten (puppies are coming later) and then you take care of it, make sure it has food, the litter box is clean. I adopted a black cat that came with the name Montana. Now if you’re not always on Facebook, your computerized “happy cat” will get hungry and there will be flies buzzing around the litter box. If that’s the case, this morose, depressing music will play and the cat will look like it went 20 rounds with Mike Tyson. Feed the cat and clean the box, happy, peppy music will play again.
I adopted a second kitten, Sugar. While Sugar stayed a kitten for a while, Montana started developing these long, spindly legs. Oh, I guess Montana’s growing. Since then, Sugar’s gotten bigger, but she’s not an adult cat quite yet.
These cats don’t die (I checked the “Happy Pets” forum), but you can give them away and adopt fresh, new kittens. Ah, the joys of raising a computerized pet.
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