Being a sheltered fluffy and getting adopted is like winning the lottery for most fluffies, ferals could only dream of having a owner and being provided for.
Sadly some fluffies get too comfortable and cant help but push their luck. many wont get the chance to do it again. (Headcannon incomming!)
Most shelters once a fluffy is returned will just dispose of the offending fluffy, they are so big in number and shelters take so many in that its not deemed worth trying to train and fix any troublesome fluffs that didnt take their golden ticket and run.
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I saw this when I freshly woke up and for a microsecond I thought that the fluffy had fake eyes and his real eyes were his nostrils like those deathsmoke lizards from darksouls 
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It’s what you get for shitting on daddeh’s floor. Don’t you remember the song, ass-for-brains? Enjoy the incinerator!
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I like to imagine that the shelters have a whole dedicated to return fluffies. And they stay there till the end of the week all crying, peeping, begging etc. Then by the end of the week an employee presses a button and floor at the end of the opens to a grinder or furnace and a fence (safe for a human) pushes the fluffies into it.
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“Good poopies go en da witta box, Good peepees go en da witta box”
It’s a very easy song, I don’t understand why they can’t fallow along.
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They’re like human assholes: can’t accept that their own shit stinks.
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I like this concept, why waste resources on a lost cause, give it a try, if you fail someone else will thank you.
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Huh… that color scheme reminds of a fluffy In my stories…. Neat!
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This might actually be atlas he was a stray after all
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I keep thinking Hoagie is McDonald’s colours.
