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Fluffus: Stuff and things.

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Neriman: Now i wonder what happens when they catch a cold.

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Hugboxing_Faggot: That's a good owner, protecting her pet from all the filth and diseases ferals bring.

Though his little family would be a great "motivator" in case he decides to misbehave.

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GWAR: @Neriman: They explode.

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Guzziman: He better be happy or else.

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differential_Sloth: @Anonymous: Bad owner because she didn't neuter Max, and let him contribute to the feral population.

Spay an neuter your fluffies!

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Basswhooper: This is good.

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Hugboxing_Faggot: @differential_Sloth: We need another dick ripping month.
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Anonymous1: Love it
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Carolina_Reaper: @differential_Sloth: Pretty sure his special friend and bastard offspring are all going to freeze to death out there. Mother Nature has her own ways of keeping the feral population down after all.

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guodzilla: @Carolina_Reaper: Give em the Bob Barker treatment!
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Anonymous2(1): @Carolina_Reaper: I like how the owner doesn't even consider the notion of allowing them inside and only tells Max that it's too cold for him to go outside.
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sadbag: Oh shit, this is good stuff. I'd love to know more of the backstory.
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Fluffy_Angst: The ferals will most likely die anyway. Best to forget, Max.

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Disintegral: The shot oft he special friend and her babbehs walking in the rain is just golden. It just reinforces everything that's not being said outright by the mummah.

@Fluffus: Were you doing that in your best Rick Grimes impression?

@differential_Sloth: Yeah, I don't see anything wrong with keeping your domestic fluffy away from possible disease sources, and not supporting feral population growth. Max might be sad for a little bit, but at least he's safe.

Owner probably should've taken a few extra seconds to explain that to him instead of deflecting though. He might not like it, but there's a chance he'd understand.

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HerdKing: Sandbox golf

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HerdKing: Gold I mean

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Disintegral: @HerdKing: Sandbox golf, or sadbox gold? Or maybe even sadbox golf, where you hit sad fluffies with a golf club?
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Anonymous3: "-- На волю! На волю! В пампасы! Как бухгалтер узнал впоследствии, в пампасы просился старый учитель географии, по учебнику которого юный Берлага знакомился в свое время с вулканами, мысами и перешейками.
Географ сошел с ума совершенно неожиданно: однажды он взглянул на карту обоих полушарий и не нашел на ней Берингова пролива. Весь день старый учитель шарил по карте. Все было на месте: и Нью-Фаундленд, и Суэцкий канал, и Мадагаскар, и Сандвичевы острова с главным городом Гонолулу, и даже вулкан Попокатепетль, а Берингов пролив отсутствовал. И тут же, у карты, старик тронулся. Это, был добрый сумасшедший, не причинявший никому зла, но Берлага отчаянно струсил. Крик надрывал его душу.
-- На волю! - продолжал кричать географ. - В пампасы!
Он лучше всех на свете знал, что такое воля. Он был

географ, и ему были известны такие просторы, о которых обыкновенные, занятые скучными делами люди даже и не подозревают. Ему хотелось на волю, хотелось скакать на потном мустанге сквозь заросли." (c)

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IGotIdeas: @Anonymous: Micron, if you could kindly translate that would be nice.

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Disintegral: @IGotIdeas: It's something about a geographer looking at a map that's missing the Bering Strait, and wanting to be free and ride a mustang. I have no fucking idea.
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Sorrowkandy: The thought of this fluffy missing it's "special friend" so much, gives me a deep delight.

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Waaaghlord: I love the shits waddling in the background!

Though it is actually raining and the fluffy really shouldn't go out now it could drown in seconds!

The question is what would the owner do if it is good weather ... though after this weather there could be nothing left...
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Anonymous4: @Anonymous: Oi, mate, we don't speak nun-a dat Trump-speak here.
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Anonymous5: @Sorrowkandy: It probably just wants “enfies” for “few guds” from the mother or even the children if he has too! Better to just put a rubber band real tight around his nuts and watch him cry as they turn black and fall off. Then his muderboner will subside and he can concentrate on not being such a burden.
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Anonymous6: @IGotIdeas: This is just a quote from Ilf and Petrov) Displays an insane thirst for freedom, without purpose and meaning) For some reason, this fluffy'k just this moment reminded)
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Anonymous7: I fed the acrilic text through a translator, and it came out like gibberish
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Anonymous8: The Woman probably thinks that Max's 'special Friend' was just some random feral he played with for a few hours, and that he didn't knock her up when she wasn't looking.

Which is kinda delicious, as his shit-rat foals and the mare are going to freeze to death and he probably knows it.

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Gmonty: @GWAR:
RIP Gawden spechow fwend and her foals
2019-2019
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Anonymous9: @Anonymous: that's an idea for a sequel. Max is let back out into the Garden the next day, and finds the frozen corpse of his fwiend and babbehs

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gr1m_1: @Anonymous:
O YESSS in their once usual hidey place - the bush - sits a frozen mare;
a look of betrayed despair on her tearsicle covered face as her neck is stuck facing towards entrance for a speciew fwend that will never come.
And at her teats a bunch of still and lifeless chirpy babbehs - some with their tongues still glued to the dead mare's miwkie places others curled into pitiful frost covered balls.

Fuck yes
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Anonymous10(3): @Anonymous: Вы меня не удивили. Давно уже прошли те времена, когда я верил, что ваш народ состоит из людей, а не из оголтелых нацистов.

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NudeRei: Result from my Russian translator:

At will! At will! In the pampas! As an accountant learned later, an old geography teacher, using a textbook from which young Berlaga got acquainted with volcanoes, capes and isthmuses in his time, asked for help in the pampas.
The geographer went completely unexpected: one day he looked at the map of both hemispheres and did not find the Bering Strait on it. All day old teacher fumbled on the map. Everything was in place: Newfoundland, the Suez Canal, Madagascar, the Sandwich Islands with the main city of Honolulu, and even the Popocatepetl volcano, and the Bering Strait was absent. And right there, at the map, the old man started off. This was a kindly madman who did not hurt anyone, but Berlaga frantically frightened. A cry was tearing at his soul.
- At will! - the geographer continued to shout. - In the pampas!
He knew better than anyone else what will is. He was

a geographer, and he knew such open spaces about which ordinary people, busy with boring affairs, do not even suspect. He wanted to be free, he wanted to ride the sweaty Mustang through the thickets.
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Carolina_Reaper: @gr1m_1: Seconded. This comic needs to exist.

@NudeRei: Sandwich Islands. I think I know where I want to retire now.
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fluffseeker: For some reason i keep thinking, that the Owner believes that her fluffy had an imaginary friend instead of a special friend and finds it cute that he still remembers his "garden friend".
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Anonymous11: Well, that's sad.