be a fluffy owner
love your fluffy
fluffy doesn't love you
he constantly destroys things and does whatever he wants
you don't have the heart to punish him
watching tv one day
fluffy comes in and snatches the remote
"hey, I was watching that"
"do sumthin faggot"
he switches channels
the fluffy whisperer is on
idea
at night give him a call
tell him your story
he says he'll be there tomorrow
tomorrow morning
feed fluffy
ignore his insults
hear knock at door
40 year old Hispanic guy with a goatee is standing there
"I am the fluffy whisperer, are you the one I spoke with on the phone?"
tell him yes, ask him what he plans to do
"this will be a 3 step process, analyze, correct, and see how effective it is, shall we begin?"
I tell him about how my fluffy doesn't listen and does whatever he wants, he breaks into the pantry, shits wherever he wants, steals the remote, and breaks things on purpose
"you are giving the fluffy too much control, he needs to learn that you are the master, and he is the pet, we will start with the pantry."
he puts a lock on the pantry and says that we'll sit at the table and wait
10 minutes go by with small talk
fluffy walks in ignoring us both
tries to open pantry
"wut is dis shit"
fluffy finally acknowledges our presence
"give fwuffy nummies faggot"
"fluffies should address their owner as 'daddy' and ask for food, assert your dominance in the herd"
man up a bit
"no, it's not time to eat yet"
fluffy is shocked
"giv fwuffy nummies NAO!"
"no!"
fluffy runs up to you and starts bucking you in the leg screaming "GIVE NUMMIES"
after a while he realizes this is ineffective
fluffy hops on open chair then table
fluffy knocks over the bowl from breakfast you forgot to wash
bowl breaks on the hardwood floor
fluffy has a grin of victory on his face
"I'm still not feeding you"
fluffy loses his shit
screams and stomps all the way to his safe room
"now we are going to focus on the defecation, where do you keep your sorry stick?"
"my what?"
"a sorry stick, a small thin rod or stick used to punish your fluffy."
"I don't have one….."
"okay, it's pretty late; I'll go to the hotel and come back tomorrow, in the meantime make sure to get a sorry stick."
visit junk yard
find old car
rip antenna out
this will do
next day
show him sorry stick
good choice
watch fluffy throughout day
fluffy decides to drop one right in the hallway and keep walking
"this is where the sorry stick comes In, let him know that he is supposed to go in the litterbox"
whip him once on the ass
"hey! who said faggot coud give fwuffy ouchies?"
"you go in the litterbox, not in the hallway"
"pssh I do wut I want faggot"
whip him twice
"you call me daddy and you go in the litterbox!"
first time you used slightly harsh words at fluffy
fluffy notices this, as well as his stinging ass
"okay, okay, no more ouchies"
"good, now that we have the litterbox issue covered we may now focus on the remote, you are the dominant in the herd, therefore you have control over the tv
we sit down on the couch and turn the tv on
soon fluffy comes in and snatches the remote
take remote back and push him off couch
"yuu twying to die fag-"
whip his thigh with sorry stick"
"DAT IS IT!"
he bites your hand
3 whips to thigh
"no biting fluffy"
he starts to cry from the pain
"iww kiww yuu faggot"
5 whips from sorry stick
"what did I tell you, names daddy"
hes sobbing
think you went a bit overboard
"don't feel bad, this is the first time being disciplined, he will learn"
fluffy doesn't break things anymore, so that part is skipped
next day
fluffy comes in kitchen
"give me nummies fa-"
he sees the sorry stick
"is it nummies time now?"
"why yes, it is"
feed him
he doesn't thank you, but hes quite
good enough
fluffy doesn't snatch the remote but asks if he can watch what he wants after show is over
let him
fluffy went in litterbox
still hasn't called you daddy
whisperer says that in time, it will happen
pay the guy
1 month later
first time fluffy called you daddy
he nows plays with you and everything
everything is fine
until mating season starts