I even took in my cousin’s Furby(whom I named Cheeto) and he was so messed up he looked like he had a reason to kill me. But for some reason he didn’t. Even when I stripped him of his skin to clean it he just stared at me. I guess he knew I was trying to help him.
He also bonded with my other 98, Kah-Dah. Cheeto had boot loop, so they couldn’t really talk to each other, but they had fun anyway.
