Thursday’s Wandering Thought

The floof spoke.

The man regarded the animal. “You want to go back out? You sure?”

The floof replied.

The man stood and followed the animal. “Alright, if that’s what you want.”

The animal veered to the kitchen and headed for the sink.

“Oh, you want water.” He filled the animal’s glass.

Water. Outside. The two words sound so similar in flooflish. It’s easy to mix them up.