Well, the day has finally come. Today’s the day little Butter Pecan gets fixed, and needless to say he’s not very happy about it. Not only that, but his owner didn’t think until now to check how much it would cost. Whoops.
Till then I’ll be thinking of how I can make a Part 3. Maybe he runs away thinking mommah hates him for their little doctor’s visit, or mommah goes broke and is driven insane because of it.
I don’t know. Before drawing this I’ve seen that apparently fixes for fluffies are very expensive, so I just kinda ran with it. I mean, I’ll figure out something for part 3, just not sure what yet.
YES! I’ve been waiting for them to turn up in fluffy lore!
Years and years ago, when I was only a chirpy DummehBabbeh, I read a story about a guy who got his chihuahua some Neuticles made for a pibble. (That’s cutesy talk for pit bull.) Apparently, he absolutely dominated the dog park.
Hugbox - Pecan’s owner tells him if he behaves himself then his lumps will come back, then she just places them onto him while he sleeps.
Sadbox - Pecan’s owner tells him if he behaves himself then his lumps will come back, but Pecan just spends his days crying and staring at where she keeps the neuticles, wishing for them to come back to him.
Abuse - Pecan’s owner gives him the neuticles, then takes them away again, then puts them back, then takes them away again.
Cheap for males, horrifically expensive & unreliable for females, is a “fun” version.
Of course, vets have to eat, play golf, pay blackmail, etc, just like the rest of us.
So extras such as “special fluffy painkillers”, “fluffspeak bedside manner training”, “non-pillowing restraint equipment”, etc, etc, can all end up being quite the damage.