Dandelions are actually really good for you* and all parts of them are edible to humans.
I was like, “What could a fluffy reasonably do that’s beneficial to all parties?” and that led to this and a story I’ll post later to not spam the feed.
This - this is (imo) some peak hugbox worldbuokding. Simple logic for the fluffy but still workable for all parties. And honestly. I would rather dig a litter pit/compost hole or something for them then ever have to mow again.
WHY YES MY GOOD SIR I WILL EMPLOY YOUR LAWN-CARE SERVICES AND SUPPLY A HOMESTEAD (it’ll be a nice doghouse at first with a bathroom hole or litter box and then inside my house once they’re all clean, I like their moxie and snuggle-factor)
That stallion has had a hard life. I wouldn’t mind them staying and eating grass. He’s offering a valuable service in exchange for staying.
However, I suspect the stallion and foals to be brutally murdered by the first passing herd, which will then claim the yard as their own. The mare will then be made to join the herd.
It’s still a rule not to make abuse comments under hugbox images. Like, at least be solution-oriented. Also, not everyone headcanons ferals as hellgremlin shitheads.
Reminds me of this one story I read a long while back (can’t recall the name at the moment) where a herd of ferals (polite ones at that) set up a neighborhood wide lawn care business, they became beloved by their customers to the point that the humans of said neighborhood set them up with one of those cheap outdoor sheds for them to live in on an unused lot, gave them old blankets and toys that would’ve otherwise just been thrown away, & even provided kibble for them during the winter.
Sorry. The scarred eye led me away from pure hearted hugbox to other thoughts. It’s good art, but it hints at bad things this stallion or his family might have suffered. With only two foals, that also implies a hard life.
Trauma can cause the sclera to turn blood red. Looks scary, but is actually benign and heals on its own. My guess is mummah had a bit of a spat yesterday with an enemy feral.
Hey, if they’re offering, I don’t mind letting them munch my weeds. Just stay away from the backyard; there’s barky munstahs.
I love dandelions so I’d have to decline his offer and tell him to try asking a neighbor. If I ever have a house of my own, I’ll have a whole field of dandelions. <3