The Queequeg incident
A companion piece to “my sweet Odis “ by (that1hugboxer)
“No I will not be dealing with this.”
You have put up with a lot of BS
At the daycare but this was utter insanity. And you were not being saddled with the responsibility.
“I know its a lot to ask but you’re like the fluffy whisperer”
You have just arrived at work only to be told that some airhead just dropped off a fluffy .
A feral fluffy.
A large.
feral.
Unmuzzled!
cannibal fluffy!
That had been “adopted” less than 2 hours prior to being dropped off!
“You’re a hugboxer right?
Aren’t you supposed to give every fluffy a chance?”
Your patience is wearing thin with this whole situation.
but something had to be done before it was too late.
You grab a laundry hamper and in one swift motion slam it down trapping the fluffy
You turn towards your coworker
“Get the muzzle out of the storage closet.”
Your coworker looks stunned
You have officially lost all remaining patience
“FRAN I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS BULLSHIT! THE MUZZLE NOW!”
Fran hurry’s to the closet and brings you the muzzle.
“I need you to hold Odis while I muzzle that thing”
You give Odis to Fran and tell her to get as far away as possible
In one swift motion you flip the hamper and pin the fluffy to the ground.
It thrashes about snapping its jaws at you. Securing the muzzle you notice it’s ringed pupils for the first time
There’s something almost hypnotic about them
The rest of the day you spend keeping an eye on this thing
Slowly but surely each fluffy gets picked up until the only one left is the muzzled fluffy.
Hours go by and the owner never comes
“Whew mumma?”
These were the first words the fluffy had spoken
“I don’t know little guy”
The fluffy lets out a depressed sigh
“You got a name little guy?”
“Mumma nu gib namsie”
“Queequeg”
“Huh?”
“That’s your name now”
“Tank yu mwista”
“Queequeg wike namsie”
You stroke Queequeg’s mane as
Another hour passes.
“Queequeg kno mumma nu come back fo Queequeg”
“Wha du wid Queequeg?”
“I don’t kno…”
“Foweva sweepies”
Queequeg says as if he already knew the answer
Your heart sinks as you realize Queequeg has already accepted his fate
“I’m so sorry little buddy”
You hug Queequeg
“Queequeg nu wan be mansta nu mo”