So I just got back from Solvang and we went to a little toy shop to buy a stuffed animal for my little cousin “billy.” Me and my mom talked about what he might like, and we concluded on a nice little fox. The cashier even said how awesome and considerate we were for buying that for Billy.
Except there is no Billy.
I’m the second youngest on my mom’s side and youngest on dad’s, I have no little cousins, I just wanted a little stuffed fox without looking weird.
His name is Heptus.













