Once upon a time there was a litle fluffy bunny called Wuffy. He had been called Wuffy since the day his family brought him home. The little blonde girl with the curly wurly hair had said he was Wuffy, and so Wuffy he was!!! Her Mummy and Daddy had laughed and laughed as they told all their friends how the little 'fluffy' bunny had got his name. Wuffy didn't laugh though. Wuffy did not find it at all funny wunny! In fact, he was not a funny wunny bunny!!

As the days went by the little girl with the curly wurly hair tried her hardest to comb fluffy Wuffy, but fluffy Wuffy always tried to bite her and soon she gave up. The days turned into weeks, that turned into months, that turned into years.

One sunny afternoon, some years later, when fluffy Wuffy bunny was warming his old bones in his hutch, the girl with the curly wurly hair walked towards him. At her side was a handsome young man. "Hello Wuffy." She smiled. "Why do you call him Wuffy?" Asked the young man. " Well we got him when I was very little," She replied, "and Mum and Dad asked me what I thought of him, and I said he was 'wuffy' because i couldn't say the word 'scruffy', and it sort of stuck. I tried for ages to comb him but he wouldn't let me. He's getting quite old now." She smiled at fluffy Wuffy bunny. "Poor scruffy Wuffy bunny." she said.