Ivan is the proud owner of a very run-down pet store, apparently located somewhere in or near South Central or Downtown Los Angeles. He treats his animals as if they're literally objects, and he's quite a clumsy person. He's stepped on toads (probably on purpose), attempts to purchase animals illegally whether possible, and spends the majority of his time drinking. He's also been involved with fending off robbers, from the Bloods Gang, who dare to terrorize his already trashed store.
Of Russian parents, Ivan speaks with a heavy accent which occasionally causes trouble with customers. His only real friend is his cat.
Feats include: slamming mice and minnows against a counter for snake food, gassing rats in an inhumane gas chamber, mistreating finches, killing an escaped skunk, and knocking down shelves and just being miserable.