17 years ago my family and I took a journey to check out a local chinchilla breeder. This woman had the most gorgeous chinchillas in every color imaginable. My 6 and 9 year old sons fell in love with two of them: Fluffy and Veronica.
Fluffy was an absolutely GORGEOUS chinchilla! Snow white with charcoal tipped tail and ears. He was my 6 year old's constant companion.
My son was very active in sports, one of which was soccer. He was the team's goalie most of the time. I'm not exactly how or why this transpired, but one day while playing goalie, we blurted out 'Protect Fluffy! Save Fluffy!', hoping to motivate him to defend his goal even more. That phrase took off, and from that point on everyone would chant, 'Save Fluffy!' whenever he took battle defending the goal.
Fast forward to today: My son, now 24, went in to feed his little buddy, and found that he has passed naturally some time during the night. This little guy has lived with us for 3/4 of his life, and it's difficult to comprehend that our little Fluffernutter is no longer a part of our worlds.
We loved this sweetie with all our hearts.
Fluffy was an absolutely GORGEOUS chinchilla! Snow white with charcoal tipped tail and ears. He was my 6 year old's constant companion.
My son was very active in sports, one of which was soccer. He was the team's goalie most of the time. I'm not exactly how or why this transpired, but one day while playing goalie, we blurted out 'Protect Fluffy! Save Fluffy!', hoping to motivate him to defend his goal even more. That phrase took off, and from that point on everyone would chant, 'Save Fluffy!' whenever he took battle defending the goal.
Fast forward to today: My son, now 24, went in to feed his little buddy, and found that he has passed naturally some time during the night. This little guy has lived with us for 3/4 of his life, and it's difficult to comprehend that our little Fluffernutter is no longer a part of our worlds.
We loved this sweetie with all our hearts.