My name is Pedals. I have been living here for a while, but in the past few years I fell out of favor for some reason and was relegated to a lonely existence in the dark, dank basement. But then, all of a sudden, I became extremely important. My status was elevated to the point where I was finally rescued from my isolation in the dungeon and relocated to the brighter, warmer, cozy confines of the family room. Now I play a prominent role in the therapy and recuperation of one of the residents. And the cute looking furbag that lives here hasn't even tried to bite me yet, although I don't think she likes me too much. She has been snooping around my pedals. It's a good thing that she's not a boy, or she would have lifted her leg and watered my moving parts fur sure.
See ya around,