Your new…well old…parents brought you to the tree-place what seems like forever ago. They grabbed your leash and harness, strapped you up, and brought you to the front of the woodies! They said that you were a GOOD fluffy and that you are a big fluffy now and can walk by yourself. How exciting! Mommy and daddy were going to walk with you without a leash! You take a step, and realize you should thank your parents for their grace.
“Fangoo mobbah n’ dayeh…NUUUUU-HUUU WHAYO MOBBA GUUUHUUUU!!!”
The last thing you see of your old parents is the exhaust of their speeding car.
A gorgeous summer day broken by a shrill scream.
God, another shitty fluffy?
“pwea’…hewb…Wime…nyu daddeh gif–”
Another FUCKING runaway in the woods. Gotta do something about this infestation.
SQUISSSSHHHHH
Beautiful silence