Beware the Weaverdivots!
Weaverdivot: A temporary dent or cut-out left in carpeted floors when heavy objects/furniture are moved. Weaverdivots can last from a few minutes to a few days depending on the weight of said moved object, and can be quite dangerous to woolenfluffs.
“SONOFA!” Wopplebuff spat as he lay face down in a weaverdivot.
Luckily, the depression he fell into was left by a relocated endtable. It wasn’t deep. He could climb out, unlike the previous day when the humans moved their new sofa.
Then he had to be rescued by his clan. They tied themselves in a chain and lowered themselves into the crater to lift him out. It was a dangerous mission, but it had to be done. Wopplebuff was their leader, afterall.
Wopplebuff, the oldest, but certainly not wisest woolencock in the Woolenfluff clan had lived in the carpeted fibers of the living room for weeks. Nobody could believe he lasted so long. Woolenfluffs typically have a very short lifespan. Wopplebuff had been stepped on, run over, carried away on the fur of the cat’s ass, and fallen multiple times into weaverdivots.
He twice was sucked up into the vacuum. Yet he was still there, which irritated Bitchelbuff, the senior of the woolenhens. Bitchelbuff had been groomed to become the first woolenhen leader of the Woolenfluff clan. She just had to wait for Wopplebuff’s time to pass.
She was millimetres away when she noticed the humans moving the sofa yet again. Wopplebuff was directly in the path of the legs. Nobody heard the scream as the sofa came down upon him. Nobody but Bitchelbuff.
“Good riddance, you old cock” she sneered before preparing to inform the clan of the, uh, tragic news.
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Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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Goodness, this had my heart pounding. Had to read it twice. You're so creative with those names, it's like I was reading a Dr. Seuss story or maybe Lewis Carroll. On the same token, reminded me of Cats the musical but in a Toy Story fashion, lol! Beautiful words, all, but weaverdivot is my favorite of the bunch. It just rolls off the tongue!
Oh I love this!! Such a cool little micro-world!
Ah, Cathy, are you trying to pull the woolenfluff over our eyes. Greater word. We have weaverdivots in this old carpet that never seem to want to disappear.
Oh my goodness Cathy, you are one of a kind! I have no idea how you come up with this stuff. You didn’t just make up a word, you made up many… and created an entire world, turning the mundane into something extraordinary. That last line made me cackle. 🤣 Congrats! 🥂
Hahahaha! This is hilarious, Cathy! Never moving furniture again without thinking of the poor little Woolenfluffs!
Congratulations, although this story was a given to be TS Love it
Oh, Cathy! This really made me laugh. So bonkers, in a nice way. Who knew that carpet fluff had such hazards to contend with and such inner discord? Bloody brilliant! Made my morning!
I knew Bitchelbuff was badass enough to fetch you a Top Story! Congratulations!
Yay! Congratulations 🎊 on Top Story.
Very creative
Very creative word making here! Congratulations 🎉
Great fun! Very clever.
LOL! Looks like a winner to me.
Congratulations on your Top Story, well deserved Cathy
Brilliant work Cathy!
Haha! Back to say, Congrats!
Congratulations on the Top Story!
This is such a creative piece of worldbuilding and you did it masterfully and with comedy too! Well done Cath!!! Congratulations 🎉
Loved this! Thank you for making me laugh. I picture them as purple for some reason.
Lol the names in this were the best
Very very funny. Shared this one with my wife. This could make a great twisted children's show.
Tragic indeed. That's a really brilliant piece of comi-tragedy then, I know the weaverdivots well, but never knew a word for them. They're everywhere!
It’s a whole tony world! I enjoyed it.
Who knew the Weaverdivots could be so dangerous! Hair on the cat's bum we knew about.
Bitchelbuff be like "I ain't see or hear anything" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I love her, lol. Awesome story and word!