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Giselle Barrington
Slytherin Seventh Year
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Teagan Kensington
Slytherin Second Year
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Simone Wild
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|  Pygmy Puff post #4 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
She had thought she'd gotten all the mashed potatoes out of her pygmy puff's fur, but as she'd woken up, Stella had noticed some specks still clinging. That meant she was goin g to have to try and give Nuage a bath, and something told her that wasn't going to be the easiest things to do. Not only because said pygmy puff in question seemed content to just try and lick the dried food off her fur, but bec ause Stella had the oddest feeling a bath would go over about as well as trying to give Lyra a bath. She was going to have to try, though. She wasn't about to bring the puff back to the next CoMC lesson with food stuck to her, after all, so bath it must be. At least she could try and make it fun, with the pet shampoo she'd hardly ever used for her cat in tow, along with a small brush for later.
Stepping into the bathroom, puff humming contentedly on her shoulder, she headed for a sink and turned the tap on the slightest bit. "Okay Nuage. Time to get clean," she said, setting the supplies down long enough to try and pick the creature up off her shoulder. It all seemed to go fine, until Nuage heard the water and tried to shimmy up her arm again. Sighing, she shifted to grasp it gently again and set her in the shallow pool of water that had gathered in the bottom of the sink. Keeping a hand ready, she reached over to get the shampoo, then squeezed a tiny bit into her other hand, which was cupped. Wetting the shampoo, she tilted to rub it into Nuage's fur along with using the extra water to wet it, then massaged a bit until she could feel a faint humming start again. That was better.
She wasn't looking forward to rinsing, but at least right now things were alright. And she used her hand to scoop up water once it was time to rinse the bubbles away, stroking the fur until every last bit of shampoo was washed out, along with the icky little bits of food. Once that was finished, she picked Nuage up again, got a towel and wrapped the wet furball up. Rubbing the towel around, she checked every once in a while until it looked like her puff was dry. Maybe a bit damp, but not dripping anymore, so she switched to using the brush to fluff the fuzz and finish drying the pygmy puff. That had gone a lot easier than expected, really, but she was still keeping her pygmy puff from rolling onto her plate again.
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