A Fluffy's Journal

ThreeRoadsDiverged, October 26, 2015; 16:09 / FB 34177
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A Fluffy's Journal


Day 1

My name is Cinder, and I think I made Daddy mad.

I love Daddy more than anything I can think of, even more than sketties! But I get so lonely when Daddy leaves and I have to stay home. Which happens a lot. That's why I really want some new fluffy friends. Friends my own age would be the best! I thought I was clear when I told Daddy all this: "Cindah wan' babies!" What could be clearer than that?

But the way Daddy looked at me then… He looked so mad I thought he was going to blow up! He picked me up and tossed me in his car. I'm surprised I didn't make scaredy poopies! Daddy drove for such a long time, and I was too afraid to ask him where we were going. Or to say much of anything, really. After what felt like forever, we stopped and Daddy took me out of the car. I thought maybe he was looking for a super-sorry stick or something, but he just drove off and left me behind!

Now I'm in this outside place with lots of trees and grassies. I don't even see a road anywhere, so I don't know how Daddy's car could get out here! I should have said sorry when I could, even though I still don't know what I did wrong. I'm sure it must have been the worst, though! All I can do now is stay put and wait for Daddy to come back for me. I hope he comes soon. It's getting dark, I'm getting hungry, and I can't find a litterbox anywhere!

Day 2

Now I know I'm a bad fluffy.

I made bad poopies this morning. I tried to hold them in, but I still couldn't find a litterbox! Daddy's going to be even madder when he finds out.

I spent most of the day looking around after that - still can't find a litterbox - but I don't want to go very far from where Daddy left me or he might not find me again. I hope he gets back soon, because my tummy is making hungry noises. I'm so hungry I even thought about numming the grassies, but grassies aren't nummies!

Please come back soon, Daddy.

Day 3

Where's Daddy!? I'm so scared! It's cold, and wet, and I'm hungry, and… and…

Waaaaah! I want my daddy!

Day 4

Soooo tiiiired…

I spent most of the day running from what I thought was a monster. Turns out is was just my tummy making super-hungry noises. Oops. I didn't figure it out until I was too tired to run anymore. I still am, too. I tried numming the grassies, but they don't taste very good. I never thought I'd miss kibble.

But now I'm in real trouble. I don't know where I am now, but I know it's not where Daddy left me. How's he going to find me now? Maybe I should try finding him instead. When I'm less tired. Maybe tomorrow.

Day 5

I tried looking for Daddy today, but I think I'm going around in circles. There's this one rock I keep tripping over no matter how far I think I've walked from it. At least, I think it's the same rock…

My leggies hurt from all this walking, so I think I'm going to go to sleep and try again tomorrow.

Day 6

I tried something different today. Just walking around isn't helping, so I tried exploring the area around the rock instead. I always returned to the rock before going too far away, though. If I keep going a little farther each time, I should find something that will help me find my way home.

Until then, I think I'll use the area with the rock as a pretend safe room. I'm already using one bush as a bed and another as a litterbox. I just hope Daddy understands and forgives me for all these bad poopies.

I wonder if the rock would make a good ball…

Day 7

I miss having Daddy to talk to, so I tried talking to the rock today. It's doesn't talk back, but it's a very good listener! I told the rock all about Daddy, and our home, and my safe room with all my toys. I told the rock about how I asked Daddy for a friend, and how that made him mad and he brought me here.

… Maybe the rock will be my friend?

Day 8

It rained all day today. I don't know if water is good for rockies, so I brought Mister Rock into bed with me. Our bed was… kinda dry, but using the litterbox was no fun. I hope the rain goes away soon…

Day 9

It stopped raining, so Mister Rock and I could play today! I couldn't find any toys, so we had to play other games instead. I tried to teach Mister Rock how to play huggie-tag, but he's not very good. He just sits there all the time. He's even worse at hide and seek. He never hides or seeks.

What kinds of games do rockies play?

Day 10

I miss Daddy.

I want to go home.

Day 11

Mister Rock is a bad friend!

He never talks to me or plays with me. I was super-sad all day yesterday and did he give me even one hug? No! I don't need meanie friends like that! I'd rather have no friends at all!

I kicked Mister Rock out of my bed today. I hope it rains again. Then he'll be sorry.

Day 12

I'm not talking to Mister Rock. Not until he says sorry for being such a bad friend.

I don't know what to do today, though. I want to look for Daddy, but I don't want to leave Mister Rock behind and I'm not taking him with me until he says sorry. I guess I'll just wait for Mister Rock to stop being a meanie.

… I miss Mister Rock.

Day 13

I must be the biggest dummy in the world.

Mister Rock doesn't have any leggies! That's why he didn't play with me or hug me. It must be why he doesn't talk, too. I don't talk much when I'm sad, and I can't think of anything more sad than not having leggies!

I told Mister Rock I'm sorry for being such a meanie and a dummy. I hope Mister Rock will still let me be his friend.

Day 14

Mister Rock and I started looking for Daddy again today. I hope Daddy will let Mister Rock come home with us, because I don't want to have to choose between them. I really miss Daddy, but Mister Rock has been my only friend since I got lost out here!

Day 15

There are other fluffies out here!

Mister Rock and I were trying to find our way home when we found another fluffy! And not just any fluffy, he's a baby like me! The other baby was collecting rockies for his "big family", which is like a bunch of small fluffy families put together. The fluffy called Smarty wanted to use rockies to mark the outside of the big family's safe place. The baby showed me the way back to their safe place, and Smarty said I could stay with them!

I still miss Daddy, but at least now I have lots of new fluffy friends! And Mister Rock has lots of new rock friends so they can do… rock things together! Now I just hope Daddy finds us so we can all go home together!

… My collar's starting to feel kinda tight.