Floofy isn't born from a mother dog. It springs right out of the grass! At least, that's what the villagers sa…
Floofy isn't born from a mother dog. It springs right out of the grass!
At least, that's what the villagers say, seeing it always disappear into the lawn.
But what do they know about the pure joy of rolling in the grass? Floofy pops its head out, a wild fruit in its mouth, like a furry flower blooming from the earth.
At sunset, Floofy finally emerges, shaking seeds from its coat, scattering them with every leap and bounce.
The seeds fall, spring comes, and Qinghe dresses in green once more.