; ; my username at this moment is camelopadalis. This is because I really love all animals, but my favorite is the giraffe. The scientific name for the giraffe if I remember correctly is Giraffa camelopardalis, and so from that came camelopardalis.
; ; his name would be Ferdinand. At first, this might seem strange or surprising. However, the name Ferdinand seems to fit this boy. In German, it means daring and adventurous. It's a popular Chilean name, and when I see this boy I think of bright colors, which somehow leads me to think that he seems like he would be from Spain. The daring and adventurous seems to fit him also- this is how I imagined he would be like. Ferdinand doesn't like his name being shortened, so it's just Ferdinand.
; ; the small JBD laughed as his cat ran towards him. He was snorting and puffing, just like a bull! With his long, red cape, Ferdinand fit the part of the bullfighter. He spun in a circle, laughing. He wanted to have all the fun he could with this cat. "Ole! Ole!" The small JBD cried, lifting up the cape at the last moment, just so that his cat could bend under it. He laughed and bent down, rubbing that cat's back, who purred and arched his spine under Ferdinand's warm touch. It was the second cat that Ferdinand had found that week and he liked it the best so far. Sadly all the animals that came to see him always left no matter how hard he tried to make them stay. Even though he gave them all they needed, most of the pets that came to his house left soon. Ferdinand wanted a real pet, one that he could keep company with and do things with and love, and be sure that it would never leave. His favorite animals that came to stay were cats, but there had been a few dogs and once even a ferret. He wasn't exactly sure how he had gotten in, and one morning the ferret was just gone. With all these cats around, Ferdinand was hoping it hadn't gotten out the way he was thinking it did.The sun was setting, and it was late, so Ferdinand decided to go to sleep. He took off his cape and his golden bracelet and grabbed his stuffed cat, who he named Tinea. It was the only animal that he owned that had never run away from him. Before retiring for the night, however, he set out a plate of milk for the cats and a bowl of some dog food he had bought at the market for all the hounds. There were only two, frequent visitors. The cats gathered around him as he set the plate down and they purred, licking the milk tray- and some him -and raising their tails in a sign of appreciation. He smiled at their happiness and padded back towards his bed, pulling the blanket up so he was warm.
The next morning he woke up to a very strange sight. The three cats were all crowded around one spot in the room. They were in the 'play' position, except they weren't playing. Their tails twitched and they seemed to be staring intently at something. But what? Ferdinand hopped out of bed and went to the spot they were crowded around. It was a table, except it was just too low to the ground for them to go under. The cats -even the ginger one he had been playing with the last night- were swiping their paws underneath. When they saw him, the cats all let out small meows. He swatted them away, not too hard, and then peeked under the table after them. He couldn't see anything at first, but then he noticed something in the corner- a small, wet ball of grey. It was shivering violently. Obviously it was some sort of animal in trouble. Ferdinand shook his head and swatted the cats, a little harder, out of the room. He moved the table- careful not to harm the small creature- and picked it up. He could feel its small heartbeat in his palm and somehow he knew that this was the companion he had been looking for.
The creature didn't seem to know it was being held until Ferdinand gently splashed some warm water on it. Shivering a little bit less violently, it unrolled itself from the ball it had been in to reveal a small grey mouse. Ferdinand gasped. The mouse was perfect! It has a long tail almost it's body length and four small pink paws. They were warm to the touch and seemed perfectly formed. His ears were the same, so thin Ferdinand could almost see through them. A small little muzzle was peeking upwards, and Ferdinand found himself staring into small, shiny black eyes. The mouse snuffled a bit on his hand, and then sucked on one paw, falling to sleep.
Ferdinand found himself captivated by the small creature. That night, after all the rest of his street was quiet, he lay in his bed, cuddling with the small, soft creature. It had taken well to him too, and it sucked on his hand. "You need a name now, don't you?" Asked Ferdinand, his voice a whisper. He wasn't expecting the mouse to reply, so he continued, "What sort of names do you like? It neds to be something small, and warm. Something that described you." He lay in bed feeling the warmth emenating from the small creature. "How about Mist?" The little animal turned in his hand and sighed, falling to sleep. "Yes, it is Mist. Goodnight, my Mist."
"My friend."
; ; if I had to pick five word to secribe Ferdinand, the first would be curious. He's always sticking his nose into things. Another would be daring. He always has to do what the most unsafe thing is. Another is animal-lover. He loves all animals of any kind and can't resist hellping them, which leads us to our next word. Helpful. He's always wiling to lend a hand. The last would be small. He's always shy and talks quietly.
I would love to see time-period themed JBDs, like from the 1800s. I'd also love to see country themed JBDs, like from Africa or something like that. A magician themed JBD would always be wecomed by me also!
