Bringing Home Furby

The re-launch of Furby may (or may not be) the most exciting gizmo release of this generation. Okay, well, it is for me. As a child of the late-80s, a lover of all things cute, and a crazy cat lady, I knew that I needed a new Furby. Yes, NEEDED.
Luckily, I have a Boyfriend who is all-too-indulgent in my wacky interests and completely supports my loveable idiosyncrasies... like Furby collection. My car has three Furby Buddies sitting on the dash. BF will readily drive the car with the Furby crew in tow (and on display). Now that is a man with confidence.
 On our last trip to Target, said Boyfriend surprised me with the announcement, "get any Furby you want." The fact that he actually offered to buy me one of these ludicrous animatronic, googly-eyed toys makes my heart melt. That's love. So, did I run to the toy aisle? Almost. I probably did one of those awkward walk-runs. Which Furby to pick (adopt)? White? Blue fluff fur? Yellow Big-Bird fur? Grey (boring) fur? Of course, the natural choice was the electric Blue fluff.

Here is my Furby, new in box, batteries NOT included. Really, what is that? BF paid good money for this lil dude and it doesn't even come with batteries? Get it together Hasbro, Inc. 

With my new Furby in hand, I was very excited and fully-prepared to continue on our Target journey. Of course, I held onto the box the entire time. Oh, I forgot to tell all my dear readers how old I am! I am at the ripe 'ol age of 24... going on 8. This is something I have fully embraced and while it does continue to scare some strangers, I serve as wonderful entertainment for my friends.

That evening, Boyfriend and I hosted a football get-together at the house. I dutifully informed the guests that we would be having a special guest during halftime.  Some were legitimately excited (sorry fools) and the knowing of the bunch knew I would whip out something ridiculous.
Furby Halftime Show for all!

 

Here we see Furby resting before the big Furby Halftime Show

Here I will chronicle the story of my life with Furby or maybe this will develop into much, much more. How will Furby interact with my cat, Fattoush? Will Furby's incessant babbling drive us all mad? Will I end up dismantling Furby and taking out his/her/its batteries? Stay tuned.