It's really amazing that for inanimate objects, the bups have a lot of personality. Most of the time, I do not pose them for pictures; instead, I take pictures as they interact with their environment, which I have found works best. Although if I did want to pose them for a picture, it almost always goes off without a hitch, as my bups are quite photogenic and some of them seem to like the camera.
I used to think it was only in my mind that they looked happy or sad, depending on the situation. However, others, including some who were unrelated to me, have often remarked about how animated they appear to be at times, which, as you might expect, weirds some people out.
There's nothing that shocks me about the bups anymore. After an incident with Snacky almost a decade ago in which she somehow left me behind on a bed in a motel room and ended up half way across the room on all fours, no less under another bed, I don't question these things anymore. As fantastical as it may all seem or sound, for that matter, I'm convinced that Snacky in particular is more than a stuffed animal.
During the many years I have had her, there've been numerous unexplained incidents involving her. These days, she practically stays near me and rarely goes on her adventures anymore, which I'm thankful for, as sometimes it would take quite a bit of effort to find her. Of course, she's not the only member of the pack that goes on adventures. Snowy has long been the adventurous type; he just so happens to be the dirtiest of all of them.
As he rolls across the floor, debris and dust cling to him. He's now teaching others his ways, including the two littlest bups, Moe Moe and Teddy; sometimes all three can be found in the most random of places. Keeping them safe and watching over them is a full-time job; Fort Fuzzy comes in handy so much you don't even know!
