A game of life until death wins

What a strange world this was, far away from the safety or insanity of the lab. He could remember the steel, cold and metal cages that kept him confined. Although the space was small, it was the world he knew; the world that kept him safe. Although not the world that really kept him sane, since he head permanent mind damage.

Now, he felt like a lost sheep in an endless world with a zillion and one opportunities to go places and see new faces. But he wasn't sure if that's what he wanted. Most of all, he wanted comfort. So, for now, he had been hidden from the world in the hopes that this was all some sort of bad dream. Yes, he felt angered at the humans, they stirred aggression but strangely, they also brought safety. He didn't deal well with changes, it made him uncomfortable.

So when a stumbling straggler passed by, his tail began to wag because it was one of the few things he knew in a forgotten, fading world "Yeah, yeah! Juggy or Naughty is 'ere!" He happily proclaimed.