Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 416: Grip at tw100.

Summary: Why is Dizzy the Flufflet so accident-prone?

The quiet afternoon was interrupted by a thud and a pained squeak. Jumping to her feet, Tosh found Dizzy lying on the floor, shaking its head and twitching its nose. Obviously it had slithered snout-first into the wall.

“Oh, poor baby!” Scooping the youngster up, she carried it to the medical bay. “Owen, Dizzy bumped its nose!”

“Again?” Owen examined their pet. “It’s fine, just can’t see where it’s going.”

It was true; long fur almost obscured Dizzy’s eyes.

Tosh smiled. “That’s easily fixed.” A few minutes later, Dizzy was zooming about again, fluff clipped back with hairgrips.

Problem solved.

The End