I don’t know why, but I’ve always felt a little out of place… Even when I was younger, my stuffed friends were always pretending to run around and pretending to climb trees and pretending to play kickball… but pretending to do all of those things is hard when you don’t have stuffed arms or legs. First, you have to pretend to have the limbs that you don’t have before you can even begin to pretend to be able to move them… So you’re always a step behind in the pretending. It gets confusing.
It’d be nice to find a human companion with a REALLY big imagination. Or maybe someone who has other stuffed or living fish around. I’ve never really lived with my own species. Maybe I’d feel more comfortable pretending with them. And it’d be neat if the person who adopted me had a pool or lived near a lake. I’ve heard those are cool. I’ve never lived anywhere like that!
Forrest at his new home in Nevada!
|Adoption Completed April 2015!|