Even in the darkness I could see that Furby didn’t look like us. He was smaller and his body didn’t appear round like ours. Our mum ignored him and got on with the job of cleaning up the mess our arrival had created. She was tired. But not too tired to look after us. She snuggled close to us and we felt safe and warm again.
Suddenly a strange huge paw reached in and took Furby away. We never saw him again. We never asked where he had gone.
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