You’re probably a mammal. Most humans are. Until recently, humanity was 100% mammalian. Numnel messed up that statistic.
It wasn’t his fault. The National Association of People who Form Associations for No Apparent Purpose, Office of Mammalian Classification (NAPFANAP/OMC) revoked his status as a mammal. They sent a form letter and everything.
He should be used to it. This sort of thing happens to him all the time. Anyone else in his situation might find this upsetting. In Numnel’s experience, this twist of Normality is rather normal. Every so often, Reality has a tendency to yank the rug out from under him and toss a pie in his face. After all this time, he’s become somewhat accustomed to it. The wolves who raised him taught him to accept life as it comes. Granted, they also taught him that running triggers their hunting instinct.
Numnel doesn’t know why these things keep happening to him. The question doesn’t really concern him. It probably should, though. They probably have something to do with it. I mean, the “They” people refer to when referring to an unknown group. Them. One or more of Them appears to have it in for Numnel. From Their position in the Prime Universe, They can manipulate his universe. That’s not a good thing. His universe is in danger as long as he’s in it. Fortunately, that peril will be short lived. They’ll see to that.