When Claude 9 was still Claude, or maybe Claude one-and-a-half, but certainly no more than Claude 2, he was not much more than a pair of crystallized snowflakes, who found each other in the bleak midwinter. As the daylight dwindled, they found themselves attracting all sorts of fluffiness and merriment. Nowadays, they go by the name of Claude 9, known to spread joy, paint random objects in a bright shade of pink and occasionally take on a hitchhiker.
CLAUDE 9 is all love. He absorbs it, cultivates it, breeds it and passes it on. Claude 9 loves you with all his hearts, just as you are.