Hi, I'm Amanda. This used to be the account of my father, Emu. The picture to the side is his selfie. He used to really like taking selfies. And eating haters. And being "emu-tastic." But then he got assassinated by my mom's owner. It's a long story.

Basically, I'm an "emanda" which is a half-emu, half-panda hybrid. See, when my dad learned that he might get assassinated, he wanted to have no regrets so he and my mother, Lora, hugged and held hands and went to the emu-panda hybrid baby-making factory. (I didn't know they existed either, but that's what my cat-nanny Tumbles told me.)

Anyway, then my mom's owner, Angel from Pain Hell (I'm not really sure what that means, but it's what my other cat-nanny Fiona told me) killed my father. Angel from Pain Hell also took my mom back to her castle. My siblings and I visit on weekends, but we have to be disguised as pandas because apparently emus and pandas hugging and holding hands and going to emu-panda hybrid baby-making factories together is kind of scandalous.

Currently, I live with my 600-ish cat-nannies, a crazy old lady named Irma, and my six emanda siblings: Patrick, Patricia, Samantha, Samuel, Alexander, and Alexandra.

Oh yeah, one last thing, my cat-nanny Stephan tells me to tell you to go throw rotten tomatoes at Angel from Pain Hell.

Oh yes, if you're ever a bit depressed, remember my dear father's philosophy: DON'T BE EMO, BE EMU!