Babbehs are supposed to make everything better, but you’ve come to terms that yours does not…
The grim resignation on her face is perfect.
Yeah she looks so dead inside, it’s beautiful!
The hell is it eating to be that messy from good poopies? Someone needs to get better kibble.
I want to believe that the guy bought the Baby and casually ( or on purpose if he is a sadist) to his mother that they went back to liter pal and promotes the baby to keep calling her mom but keep using her as a liter pal ,why he likes irony.
I suspect that the owner is going to soon learn why you should be using litterpal jrs for foals, rather than full sized fluffies.
A lack of teeth isn’t not going to matter if the fluffy can grab the bitesized foal by its hindquarters and smash it repeatedly into the ground.
Damn that’s pretty dark. lmao
I gave it a second look/reread and realized she’s the foal’s mother. I wonder if that was before or after the production pillowing? Also you have nice print handwriting style.
Thank you kindly!
I like to think of her being allowed to have the foal after being pillowed, if only to give her a sliver of hope for the happiness of motherhood, only for it to slowly whittle her away as it dawns on her that it makes no difference to her situation.
Or swalloll
O sweet irony i like it. I thought she was a mother who broke the rules and was turned into a liter pal, but on second thought your idea makes more sense, very rarely would they let a female with such unaesthetic colors have offspring, it is more likely that whoever bought her wanted to sink her deeper into her own misery, now she must not only clean the anus of the owner’s fluffie, but also the offspring she had with him who even if he told her mom, makes her wipe her ass anyway.
Damn that look in her eyes, the will to live has already gone. Babies truly don’t make everything better.
Assuming she can move her head up & down enough for that. Now considering fluffy foals are known to be fragile as fuck, she probably could just crush the little shit’s hindquarters with her jaw muscles alone.
The urge to regularly feed a diet of coffee, olestra, and Taco Bell to a fluffy just to make its litter pal more miserable.