Fuzzys First Pet

Still during the fall, fuzzy longed for someone to play with, someone like a companion. She walked up to her mom and said "moma, can I get a butterfly? A blue one?" Her mother smiled and replied "You can catch any color butterfly you desire. Thankfully, there is one butterfly left over by the arch. Let's go catch it." Then Fuzzy and her mother walked over to the arch, and spotted a sky blue winged butterfly. Fuzzy's eyes widened, and she was determined to catch it.

 

 

 



Once in close range with the butterfly, Fuzzy tried and tried to catch the butterfly but she just couldn't. Her eyes filled with tears, and she was overcame by frustration.

 

 

 

Fuzzy's mother asked to help, and fuzzy stopped trying and started watching. She quickly learned that being an observer is very important. However, she sat impatiently quiet waiting for her mother to get the butterfly for her.

 

 

Once she retrieved the butterfly, Fuzzy laughed and giggled. This butterfly meant everything to her, because it was her first pet she ever had.

After a long day, Fuzzys mother tucked her into bed, and said goodnight. That was possibly the only time she got to sleep with her butterfly. At some times, her mother wondered if butterflies where meant to protect Fuzzy. Then the in vision faded, and she too went to bed.

 

 

 

 

Fuzzys First Fall

 

Fuzzys first fall had a tremendous amount of leaves. She became so overwhelmed by all the vibrant colors, that she couldn't contain herself. She leaped into the pile of leaves, and laughed her hearts' content. Her mother busily working inside looked through the window at her young child. "oh my, she's growing up fast." She said with a sigh. Then Fuzzy spotted her mother walking out with a gift. For the first time in her life, she received a gift.
                                                                           "fuzzy come here I have something for you." Her mother shouted. "coming moma." Fuzzy replied. Her mother fit an orange head feather onto her head, and smiled. Fuzzy felt like her heart skipped a beat, and so she felt the urge to hug her. "thank you mama, I will treasure it forever." Fuzzy said boldly.

November 2nd- Fuzzys Birth

It was a brisk fall, and the leaves had fallen off the trees. Inside a small den born from a great nurturing mother; a small rabbit named Fuzzy. She had her mothers ocean eyes that rolled back when she fell asleep. In her mothers eyes, she was a gift from Mira.

 

 

 



 

Even Fuzzys pelt was a striking gray, at which all bunnies at birth where the same color. Fuzzy was a miracle and even her mother said "one day, you'll make a difference in this world." At fuzzys age, she couldn't understand that, but later in her life; she would stumble upon it.