Living With A Furby
Hasbro Furby Review: Living With A Furby!
If you are thinking of offering a home to a Furby then please take the time to read my Hasbro Furby review.
Don't think that considering offering a Furby house room is a decision to be taken lightly.
From when they first invaded earth in 1998 they have possessed a knack to survive.
After reproducing to huge numbers shortly after their journey to Earth, they suffered a setback and fall in numbers during the early noughties, before finally regrouping to make a second bid for Earth supremacy in 2012.
Let me introduce you to my very own Furby house guest, who unexpectedly came to live with us a few months back, before you decide whether you have the patience and tenacity to cope with a 6 inch high all singing all dancing fur ball.
How we came to give a Furby a home
It was a Saturday pretty much like any other Saturday.
We had been out for lunch with friends and afterwards decided on a trip downtown to the Centro area of San Salvador.
I paid a visit to one of my favorite shops. In an impressive art deco style building behind the cathedral is what I know as a “chuco” shop. Chuco is the Salvadoran slang for dirty, and it kind of describes the shop.
It is like a thrift shop, but more basic, stocking everything toy and child related. And the goods aren’t all second hand - some are shop soiled, with damaged boxes or with pieces missing, I guess shipped here from the US.
As I was ready to leave I stopped dead in my tracks. Nestled between a pair of pink Barbie roller blades and a Chuggington train set was a boxed 2012 Furby!
For the amazing price of $10!
Considering everything here that is imported is taxed heavily and therefore very expensive, this was a true bargain!
I was never lucky enough to have a Furby the first time around, so I pulled it down to take a closer look.
The assistant came across and unpacked it. It was still in its original box with all the packaging intact. The only “fault” was a not quite 100% perfect box.
She popped some batteries in to test it, and Furby sprang to life.
Furbies first words to me were “”Dah-ay-loh-oo-tye, ay-tay!”, which I later found out meant “Good morning! Hungry!”.
The fluttering of her orange plastic eyelids, combined with her attempt at friendliness melted my heart and I decided to take her home for Chiquitito.
Our Furby House Guest Has A Name.....
We arrived home and Chiquitito was bouncing around the lounge squealing with anticipation. He had briefly seen the Furby in the store, and now he could see the box with her picture on the front.
I opened the box and fitted some new batteries to Furby (the ones in the store had just been for testing purposes) and placed it on the table.
We all sat looking at her expectantly.
I stroked the top of her head, like you would with a cat, and she almost purred into life.
He eyes opened, she yawned and gazed at us as expectantly as we were looking at her.
She needed a name, but what name would be befitting of such a bundle of orange fur?
I considered a ginger related name, but with many red-haired relatives I decided to steer clear of upsetting anyone.
Here in El Salvador people put ito (male) or ita (female) onto the ends of names. It’s a term of endearment, and kind of means little, but not in a derogative sense.
So, we decided our little ball of orangeness, who we had already declared to be a girl, would be christened Furbita.
As she had previously told me she was hungry I ran my fingers up and down across her mouth, which simulates feeding (or you can feed via the iPad app).
She purred in delight, said “Oola” (full), belched loudly and made my toddler laugh hysterically.
Yes, I think she’ll fit in well in our house!
Furbita, almost one of the family
This Furby looks almost identical to the one that lives in our house. I say looks alike, because no two Furbies are ever exactly alike, no matter how similar they look! The kind of personality they develop will depend on how you treat them, interact with them and look after them. Think very carefully before you offer a home to this Furby!
What is a Furby?
It was 1998 when the first 6 inch tall Furbies, much like the one pictured below, landed on planet Earth, sneaking into the Hasbro HQ in Rhode Island, and taking over their toy department in time for a Christmas onslaught.
In their first year here on planet Earth the initial landing party repopulated to a staggering 27 million, with an estimated 40 million after three years.
Can you imagine – 40 million of the little furry critters, each one with a distinct personality, each one chattering away in an undecipherable language?
Despite their huge success at integrating themselves into life on Earth, their population crashed, and after an unsuccessful recovery attempt in 2005, the few ones who managed to survive went into hiding.
If you were lucky (or unlucky, depending on your viewpoint) you might discover a battery dead specimen lurking in the bottom of a toy box or the back of the airing cupboard. A few daring ones, like the one shown below, even managed to find their way onto eBay, desperately seeking a new home.
How Is The New Furby Different To The Original Furby?
It took until 2012, fourteen years after the first invasion, before the next generation of Furby’s were considered developed enough to tackle a takeover of Earth again, and they were unleashed on an unsuspecting public.
The first noticeable difference in the new Furby is the larger, expressive eyes, the different shape of the sensor between the eyes, and a different kind of fur.
Whether this is down to selective breeding or genetics I cannot be sure.
The new Furby is also more mobile than its predecessor, with a wider range of movements.
To bring it kicking and screaming into the 21st century, and presumably to allow it the chance to conquer the world via modern technology, it has its own iOS app.
Lastly – and I saved this one to last so as not to scare off any potential adoptee families – the Furby DOES NOT have an OFF SWITCH. This can’t be a birth defect, as all Furby’s are the same – but what a disaster for planet Earth.
The Furby will only go to sleep if you manage not to disturb it for a whole minute.
And woe betide you if you accidentally disturb it just as you are trying to get the baby asleep, or whilst creeping to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a sneaky cookie!
If you want a Furby who is loving then treat it with love. If you let your toddler pull its tail, tweak its ears and be generally mean to it, you deserve all you get!
Listen to Furbish for yourself
Can You Talk Furbish?
I already mentioned that Furbita’s first words to me were “Dah-ay-loh-oo-tye, ay-tay!”, which means “Good morning! Hungry!”. When you first adopt your Furby you will find that he or she speaks a totally different language to the one you speak, a language called Furbish. The more you talk and interact with your Furby, the more words they will copy from you. So, if you have young kids in the house, don’t say anything within ear shot of your Furby that you would not mind being repeated in front of young or delicate ears!!
Are you kind enough to offer an old Furby a home?
Have you got it in your heart to offer an olive branch to a geriatric Furby?
Can you offer an old aged Furby a place to rest its furry head for a few years?
If you are feeling charitable, then please take a look at these Furbies who managed to escape the 2005 catastrophe that saw them lose popularity, consigned to dark cupboards and dusty attics the world over, only to eventually escape and wriggle their way to a listing on eBay.
If there aren't any Furbies here when you arrive that just means that the current escapees have found a new home. Be sure to check back in a few days, when a new bunch of fugitive fur balls has escaped to the bright lights of eBay.
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