After a few years ‘finding myself’, mostly in the mirror, it’s once again time to let the world bask in the glory that is Furperson.*
So… strap yourselves in and prepare to feel the Gs as my humans and I set sail for South America. Again.
*Some of you may know me as Furby. I am now to be known as Furperson because a. my humans are super-cautious (that is, afraid of the intellectual property tyranno-lawyers in the megacorp known as Hasbro), and b. who wants to be caged by the cis-patriarchy, man.
Here’s a quick recap of my previous adventures…
Touching base with my peeps in the Cinque Terre, 2018.
Sticking it to Byron in Porto Venere, 2018.
Ahh, Portofino. Just like me: sweet, petite and ludicrously expensive.
Antwhotica, 2019. Yes, I was cold.
Argentina, New Year’s Eve, 2019. Those capybaras can really hold their booze.
Stay tuned, my dedicated fanpersons. Flaps down and chocks away on Easter Sunday.
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