March 25, 2016

Hello Chickensmoothians! We're back with another writing update. Here's a touching story by badguthrie (#757388). They remind us that all pets are important and deserve to be loved :) Thanks for the submission!

I thought I was loved. I thought I was special. Unique. Not anymore. Back then I was a rare, no, an OMG so rare! I was important! Everyone wanted me. They had me on their dreamie's list on top. I was amazing! They called me, the Grey Shadow. I had shaggy grey fur with dark flecks, a black lining right above a white underbelly, which led to a darker muzzle. I was beautiful! Tess was my owner. She created me, us, my family. There were only a few of us back then, seeing eachother time to time in Hoards or trades. Never for that long. 
We're used to that. 
Everyone on Chicken Smoothie is. Don't get used to each other, you'll never stay together for that long. The one big rule! But I didn't care. After all, I had all the players wanting me! And then... and then Tess made a new pet. Called Sun Back. A beautiful white and gold dog with special designs and colors printed on different pets, displayed for all to see! Sun Back was the new main list, and I was shoved back into the depths of Chicken Smoothie. I was removed from Dreamie lists to make more space, even removed from the top of the List Pet. At first, it wasn't so bad. I was still in the List Pets. But then... Sun Back gained control. They created Sun Jewel, the "sequel." I was now fully removed from the list pets. 
I was removed from accounts. 
I was removed from Chicken Smoothie. 
Not me, literately, but my family. Other dogs and pets. We were forgotten. Forgotten by all the players. Tess, Nick, 2008. I went into hiding. Deep in the catacombs of the Archive, I survived by hunting small OMG so common rodents that stranded in time to time. I was desperate. I didn't care about popularity, fame, rarity. I only wanted a player who would love me and care for me. I tried asking Sun Back to help me. She declined, as always. I went to the Toxics, Nics, Malks, any pet that would help save me. None would. And so years passed. And now it's today...
December 24th. 2015. I haven't had an owner in 8 years. I had no name, no purpose, no player to call my own. My memory was dull and bleak, and I spent most days sleeping or foraging for food. And then, suddenly, sunlight streamed in. A player was looking through the 2008 Archive. Whatever. They'd never find me. Then I looked up, and blinked. A girl was looking at me. Surprise lit her gaze, and she squealed in delight. Suddenly she took a photo of me, and raced away. I shrugged, and when to sleep. 
That night, I sat up and growled. Someone was shuffling through my stuff. Oh yes. You see, I haven't been completely honest with you. I do have an owner. His name is Axel554. He has over 15000 pets. I'm just own of his pawns. He has almost every single pet on Chicken Smoothie. So basically, his account is an Archive. But Axel wasn't the one who was looking. It was that girl again, looking to trade. She suddenly saw me, and sighed in relief. Then she gently picked me up and took me out of my cage and into the Trading Center. I let out a whimper of surprise. Did this girl really want me? Then I saw all the pets she was offering. 15 rares, 2 Very Rares, one OMG so rare, and 20 uncommons. All were excited at a chance for new items, friends, family. Whatever. They don't know the horror they're in for. But the girl sets me down and talks to Axel, who nods and gives her a form. She checked it off. 
Does that mean...?
Yes. Axel's accepted. 


I have a new home. 
I have a loving owner. 
I have a new name. 
I'm called Fay. 
Fay is such a beautiful name, I believe. And at first I thought the girl would trade me for something better, but she didn't. I had trading rules. 
She canceled almost every trade sent of me. 
I was loved. 
I'm special. 
To badguthrie, the girl, I'm more special then the Sunback or Moon Dog or Toxic or Malk or anything. 
Because I'm unique in my own way. 
My name is Fay. 
And I'm loved.