
fruity99 wrote:
I really hope this pet grows tonight, it is my definite fav!It looks so troubled though
How quickly time had passed for Fifi! She reflected momentarily on what her life had been before Walter had found her dying alone in a back alley years ago. He'd been so kind to her, sparing no expense to save her life and then offering her a home and a father once she was finally well enough that the doctors released her from the hospital.
They had come to his home together that morning and she enjoyed the spring sun on her back, listening as the old wolf spoke of his regrets that she'd been too sick to be with him for Christmas but how pleased he was that she would be healthy for Easter. "Easter is a time for new beginnings. The spring is filled with new birth and growth all around. The trees return to life and begin to grow new leaves. Baby animals of all kinds are born. And the rain, oh the rain, comes down and cleanses the world, leaving everything fresh and clean."
At the time, such a hopeful message had been just what she needed to hear. He told her the next morning that he had chosen to adopt her and that although he knew he could never replace her mother, he wished to be like a father to her. He'd taught her how to behave properly, the ways of society and how to stay safe when going outside. The streets were a dangerous place for a young pup, but he hadn't needed to tell her twice.
She had been surprised and somewhat shocked when she realized how much money Walter had. He paid for her to go to school and helped her to gain a worthwhile education, while also teaching her that money does not buy happiness. She was so happy to finally have someone to turn to.
Unfortunately, Walter was not a young wolf and the years soon began to take their toll on him. He passed away a week after she graduated from her university and now she stood over a casket before a small crowd, wearing the hat and scarf he'd given her for graduation. "My papa was someone very special. Many of you know that I was found dying on the street many years ago, only months after Mrs. Henrickson passed." She paused, looking at those she'd grown to know and love through small acts of service she and Walter had performed together in the past. "I love him as a father, and although he is no longer here with us, I know that he would want us to carry on his work. To celebrate his life, rather than mourn it."
After the funeral, a ragged little pup approached her with glistening eyes, "Miss Fifi, what're you gonna do with all that money yer daddy left ya?" She chuckled at his intrigued expression and then lowered her head so that she reached his eye level.
"Well, personally I've had enough of seeing so many pups living out on the streets. And the home Papa left behind is simply too large for any lone wolf." She paused, then winked at him, "And so I'm going to open my home to the orphans like yourself. There will be beds and three meals a day for all of you. No more living on the streets."
The pup yipped excitedly, "And schoolin? Are ya gonna teach us 'bout 'igh society Miss?"
Fifi grinned, "Of course, now go tell your friends and tell them to spread the word. There'll be supper and warm beds available as early as tonight, in honor of my papa, Mr. Walter Henrickson."
Metallic Dragon wrote:wasn't originally planning on doing a rags to riches growth,
Metallic Dragon wrote:Hurr hurr, quick explanation before I post the rest of her story. I know a lot of people have been saying she doesn't look happy, and that's because I actually made her adult version before I made the pup. I wasn't originally planning on doing a rags to riches growth, but Verdana suggested it after seeing my posh adult preview. So, yeah, she's not smiling because that was the expression I gave her before I decided to do Verdana's suggestion(and then when I tried to make her look less moody the smile just looked creeperish haha). But, hopefully the remainder of her story will help clear up some of the confusion.
So without further ado, here's what happened to Miss Fifi:How quickly time had passed for Fifi! She reflected momentarily on what her life had been before Walter had found her dying alone in a back alley years ago. He'd been so kind to her, sparing no expense to save her life and then offering her a home and a father once she was finally well enough that the doctors released her from the hospital.
They had come to his home together that morning and she enjoyed the spring sun on her back, listening as the old wolf spoke of his regrets that she'd been too sick to be with him for Christmas but how pleased he was that she would be healthy for Easter. "Easter is a time for new beginnings. The spring is filled with new birth and growth all around. The trees return to life and begin to grow new leaves. Baby animals of all kinds are born. And the rain, oh the rain, comes down and cleanses the world, leaving everything fresh and clean."
At the time, such a hopeful message had been just what she needed to hear. He told her the next morning that he had chosen to adopt her and that although he knew he could never replace her mother, he wished to be like a father to her. He'd taught her how to behave properly, the ways of society and how to stay safe when going outside. The streets were a dangerous place for a young pup, but he hadn't needed to tell her twice.
She had been surprised and somewhat shocked when she realized how much money Walter had. He paid for her to go to school and helped her to gain a worthwhile education, while also teaching her that money does not buy happiness. She was so happy to finally have someone to turn to.
Unfortunately, Walter was not a young wolf and the years soon began to take their toll on him. He passed away a week after she graduated from her university and now she stood over a casket before a small crowd, wearing the hat and scarf he'd given her for graduation. "My papa was someone very special. Many of you know that I was found dying on the street many years ago, only months after Mrs. Henrickson passed." She paused, looking at those she'd grown to know and love through small acts of service she and Walter had performed together in the past. "I love him as a father, and although he is no longer here with us, I know that he would want us to carry on his work. To celebrate his life, rather than mourn it."
After the funeral, a ragged little pup approached her with glistening eyes, "Miss Fifi, what're you gonna do with all that money yer daddy left ya?" She chuckled at his intrigued expression and then lowered her head so that she reached his eye level.
"Well, personally I've had enough of seeing so many pups living out on the streets. And the home Papa left behind is simply too large for any lone wolf." She paused, then winked at him, "And so I'm going to open my home to the orphans like yourself. There will be beds and three meals a day for all of you. No more living on the streets."
The pup yipped excitedly, "And schoolin? Are ya gonna teach us 'bout 'igh society Miss?"
Fifi grinned, "Of course, now go tell your friends and tell them to spread the word. There'll be supper and warm beds available as early as tonight, in honor of my papa, Mr. Walter Henrickson."
catsmeow wrote:This little guy has made a friend with my pet "Toast".
I keep checking back each day to see if he has decided to grow up. Toast is so happy to have a friend that looks a bit like him!!!
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