❤️ [Little Hunterman] 06: A Flynn Wee
The BIG Word According to Little Hunterman by Hunter Lassal – A Terrier's Fun Take on the Human World: Here comes wee 06 & My Doggie New Year's Resolution
This “wee” is all about a little terrier named Hunter (a real dog), also known as Little Hunterman (the illustrated version). If you're new to the world of Little Hunterman, a great place to start is with INTRO #01: About Little Hunterman, INTRO #02: What's Wee-Mail?, and INTRO #03: Who’s Who in Hunterman-Land? The remaining wees can be sniffed in any order. If you prefer to begin with the first drop, head over to A Wee about Having the Wees and continue by following the links at the bottom of each puddle. You can also see an index here.
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The Big World According to Little Hunterman by Hunter Lassal:
06: A Flynn Wee
For a tiny rubber duck, Flynn's big head is full of the mostest strange information.
He fills his head by reading like crazy.
When others sleep, he reads. When others eat, he reads. When others play with friends, he STILL reads!
Flynn reads all the time.
Mostly, he’ll read sweet cowboy romances.
But when he runs out of cowboy romances he’ll read all kinds of other stuff.
He is mightily intelligent and full of advice.
And he stinks.
Why does he stink, you ask?
Well, unlike his fellow rubber ducks he is not very fond of water. And THAT is putting it mildly!
Basically, he’d rather melt than touch the wet stuff.
Since I chewed off his tail several years ago, he panics at the sheer thought of water.
And now that he has a hole in his little plastic body, poor Flynn is totally afraid of sinking, getting lost forever, and being forgotten by everyone.
It does not matter how often I tell him that this cannot possibly happen in a bathtub.
Yeah, I know, chewing off his tail was a terrible thing to do. But I was just a puppy, and I was unhappy and bored, and I had no clue that Flynn was even alive!
As you can see in the next photo…
… Flynn got a coolest prosthetic tail from our Friend Nancy in the America-Lands.
He totally loves to wear his new tail tip when he dresses up.
(It always makes me smile.)
But he still won’t get close to water.
I think what Flynn is really afraid of is getting lost in the deep, dark oceans never to resurface.
Plastic does not die, right?
So, imagine ending up on the bottom of an ocean in total darkness for the better part of eternity?
That’s a really scary thought!
And there is no way you can read books down there to pass the time… It would therefore be a total Flynn-HELL!
And that is why I don’t tease him about his smelliness.
At the same time, Flynn fears being recycled into a water bottle or something of the sort — a worry he seems to share with all my other plastic toys.
And before you laugh…
… it DID happen to his great-grand-uncle, who ended up in the recycling bin.
(That’s how Flynn inherited his Admiral-title, by the way — it’s a rubber duck family thingy.)
We are still trying to find Flynn’s great-grand-uncle in his current reincarnation and have been calling out to every plastic bottle we pass on our daily walkies.
So far, though, no luck.
Nowadays, I carry Flynn around with me to make good for my naughty past deeds.
And one day, I hope to find a way to fulfill his biggest dream:
to FLY!
Soft nose nudges.
And thank you for being my friend.
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