On Fluff

Cottonballs can't compare, to the grey trousers which Fluffy wears. She walks about with graceful feet, never quite missing a beat. She loves to snuggle in her human's arms, or tucked in the hay, safe and warm. But the thing that she loves most, is the kitchen indoors,    where the humans    make beef … Continue reading On Fluff


An unearthly light filled the room. He chased after her, but his lungs were becoming raw and his legs were tired. She run ahead of him with the eagerness of a child have been away from home for too long.