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Blowball has a minion!

Taraxacum the Dandybunny




Blowball


The Glade Ghostly
Owner: Balloon

Age: 6 months, 1 week, 2 days

Born: February 12th, 2018

Adopted: 6 months, 1 week, 2 days ago

Adopted: February 12th, 2018


Pet Spotlight Winner
June 14th

Statistics


  • Level: 58
     
  • Strength: 144
     
  • Defense: 97
     
  • Speed: 40
     
  • Health: 41
     
  • HP: 41/41
     
  • Intelligence: 145
     
  • Books Read: 143
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Topiary Tender


profile and story by Balloon - photo by Jesus V

Topiary Tender at Seedlings


The Ghostly could remember what the field used to look like: wild, overgrown, and full of flowers. But ever since humans had built a neighborhood of homes there in the area she haunted, the Ghostly had seen her wild field tamed, bit by bit, until it became a series of flat, identical lawns. They looked nice enough, she supposed, but they were boring without a single flower or leaf to behold, nothing to break up the sameness of blade after blade of green grass.

She tolerated it for a while and tried to find beauty in other parts of the neighborhood. The houses were quite lovely, even if they looked almost exactly alike, just as the lawns did. The humans had painted each house a different color, so at least they had tried. All different kinds of families, made up of all different kinds of people, lived in the houses, and some of them had pets. All the animals could see the Ghostly, and none of the humans could, and that certainly made for a lot of fun. The lawns were still boring though.

The Ghostly waited all through the winter, hoping that when spring came, the humans would plant some flowers or some leafy plants or some decorative grasses. The humans did nothing of the sort. In fact, they purposely destroyed anything that wasn't a blade of green grass by pulling it up or spraying it with nasty weed killer. Finally, the Ghostly understood that it was up to her to make the humans realize how much nicer their yards could be with a little variety. She wasn't able to wander very far from her haunt, but she managed to travel just far enough to find a field where her favorite wildflowers grew. The Ghostly picked all the flowers which had gone to seed, until she had as many as she could carry; then she hurried back to the suburban yards she haunted.

Back at home, the Ghostly darted up and down each yard to make sure that all of them received an equal dose of seeds. Being a ghost, she could generate spooky, chilly breezes at will, which made scattering the seeds easier. Once she ran out of seeds, the Ghostly could do little more but bide her time and wait for her scheme to. . . take root.


All the Ghostly's efforts were rewarded a few days later. She awoke in her usual sleeping spot - a hammock one family had hung up between two trees then never bothered to take down again - and gave a cheerful "Boo!" of delight when she saw that her seeds had sprouted, and sunny yellow blossoms dotted every lawn in her neighborhood. She knew the flowers had short lifespans, but that just meant that each one would soon go to seed and launch hundreds of potential new flowers with the first puff of wind that came along. That many flowers would be impossible to eradicate, no matter how much weeding or spraying the humans did!

The Ghostly felt very pleased with herself indeed as she settled back in her hammock to enjoy the start of a new spring day.


Meanwhile, at that very moment, the most fastidious homeowner in the neighborhood stepped out onto his front stoop and stared at his lawn in horror.

How had it happened? He had been so careful! Not a single seed had come within a mile of the neighborhood all season, and now - now the flowers were everywhere. He'd never get rid of them all. His once pristine, velvety green lawn was mottled with a yellow pox, the scourge of suburbanite groundskeepers everywhere.

He shook his fist at the sky and roared the name of the cursed weed to the heavens.

"Dandelions!"

Pet Treasure


I Think You Are Dandy Sticker

Summer Dandelions

Survival Dandelions

Bunch of Dandelion Seeds

Candied Dandelion

Bumbles First Dandelions

Dandelion Covered Bumbus Beanbag

Dancing Star Seeds

Artichoke Seed

Dandilion

Dandy Critter

Dandy Puff Critter

Potted Weed

The Ugliest Seedling

Garden Pests

No Flowers Sticker

Weedkiller Bottle

Weedkiller Spray

Weedkiller Pump

Plants You Can Eat

Pollen Matter

Aller-Away Double Pack

Dandelion Fluffmuffs

High Waisted Dandelion Sparkle Skirt

Phluf

Foof

Flack

Fuzzy of Doom

Fuzzy

Zibble

Dust Matter

Marshmallow Plushie

Puffle Tuft Beetle

Mopsheep

Moof

Tinsel Blob Monster

Gnot

Overgrown Plushie

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