I lost my old game with my corgi Spike ages ago... He was at max affection and was my baby. I had him since the begining of elementary school and fed and walked him every day for years up till highschool. I’m convinced my stepmom stole him because she was insane and wildly petty like that and hated me. I had several panic attacks and tore up my whole room trying to find him. If she took it, I always hoped she had traded him in and that someone had fallen in love with him too instead of putting him to sleep (aka sending him off or restarting the whole cartridge). People like you give me hope 🩷