This is Augustus' ascension day as well. Most likely, he came in an Easter basket for some bratty child, and the parents threw him in a backyard once they realized buns don't like to be squeezed. He was found several months later in a backyard in Staten Island. It's not easy to survive in the wild, when you are at the very bottom of the food chain.

Augustus, I am so glad I found you--in a small cage stuffed in the back of the East New York Animal Shelter, next to a few snakes and a duck. You're a survivor. Happy Easter