Title:           Kibbles
Author:          BallsOfFluff
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First Edit:      Wednesday 27th of June 2012 11:05:26 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 27th of June 2012 11:05:26 AM CDT

>I had a fluffy for about six months when I was younger.
>I named her Kibbles. I don't know why. She liked it though.
>Kibbles loved to go on the swings at the park.
>Every day, after I'd get off work, we'd walk to the park.
>I'd boost Kibbles up into the baby swing and help her get her fluffy pony legs through the holes.
>I'd push her for awhile and listen to her squeals of delight.
>After getting bored of pushing, I'd pick up her fluffy little body and cradle her in my arms.
>We'd just sit on the swings while I'd pet her.
>"I wub you daddy."
>"I love you too Kibbles. Daddy loves you very much."
>That love is what made everything even harder.
>You see, one Saturday morning I received a letter from my landlord.
>It said that the apartment complex we lived in was being foreclosed on.
>Kibbles and I would be homeless. I didn't know anyone in the area. We'd just moved there.
>Knowing that she'd never survive the stress of a move or being homeless, I knew what I had to do.
>After my last day of work at the gas station, Kibbles and I made our daily trip to the park.
>I even bought her an ice cream cone. She smiled her goofy, crooked little smile and thanked me.
>I boosted her up into the swing just like always.
>This had to be different though.
>I kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly.
>In one fluid motion I wrapped the chain around her little fluffy neck and pulled it taut.
>I saw her tiny legs kicking in the seat as she gasped for air.
>The veins in her eyes were beginning to bulge from the growing blood pressure.
>I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth hard to stop myself from sobbing.
>I gave the chain one good jerk upward and heard a sickening crack as Kibbles' neck broke.
>Her tongue lolled out of her tiny mouth
>Blood spilled out of her now slacked jaw.
>Her eyes glazed over as I watched the light leave them.
>"Daddy loves you very much Kibbles."
>I picked her up and carried her back to the house in the grocery bag that I'd gotten from the store.
>I buried her in the back yard in an unmarked grave.
>I never had another fluffy pony again.
 
>I'm sorry Kibbles.