![]() Mira was still across the room, asking me to make it nice again, but too afraid to come near it. I was a little worried it might try to bite me. Yes, Cosmo, you’re smarter than the humans. I will hug you and love you until you are sweet again! It growled and yelled at me each time while my dog stared at me in confusion, wondering why I was petting a loud toy instead of him. I gathered up the little ball of hate and tried petting the dumb thing several times. There were a lot of suggestions about different things to try. I can assure you I’m NOT alone in this type of google search. So as I sat there, with Damien the Dark Furby glaring at me from across the room, I did what any good mom would do: I googled “How to make a Furby nice again?” Sorry for the dark photos – it apparently has a feature that prevents paparazzi from getting good photos of it, too. I felt like I had brought home Chucky from Child’s Play to my daughter. ![]() So her new electronic pet wasn’t working out as well as she wanted, which means it was now my responsibility to care for. She backed away with tears in her eyes, her five year old mind unable to comprehend what had happened to her cheery dance pal, saying she wanted her nice Furby back, and she didn’t want to play with it anymore. WTF happened? Did we feed it after midnight? Occasionally it showed little flames in its eyes. It growled at her, it snapped at her with an angry voice if she tried to pet it, and it made retching noises when she tried to feed it, as if the iPad foods weren’t good enough for it. Mira’s Furby was suddenly possessed by a new personality who was mean. And then what was in front of us was a Furby who no longer had the high-pitched girly voice, but instead a deep, growling voice with angry looking eyes. I thought it was either having a grand mal seizure or we broke the damn thing. It started to shake back and forth, it made weird noises, and it’s LED eyes were flashing like strobe lights. ![]() It gave itself a name? It was becoming more sentient with each passing day.Īnd then, in the middle of Mira trying to teach it to dance, something very bad happened. The next day it was back to a valley girl again, and even seemed to name itself Coco. Mira found that hilarious and I suffered through the noise because she liked this toy so much. I didn’t see it happen, but suddenly it was speaking like a cowboy and mooing at us, with chicks and cows appearing in the LED eyes at times. Well, a version of English better suited to the movie Clueless, perhaps.Īfter the second or third day, it had the first personality shift. She fed it on demand and used the iPad app to translate what it was saying, and it slowly learned a little English, too. Mira’s Furby started out as the furry hot pink version of a valley girl. It has several very distinct personalities and doesn’t come with the Furby anti-psychotic drugs it desperately needs. The old Furby would have some change in personality based on how you treated it, but this one goes far beyond that with a multiple personality disorder. The LED eyes are cool and provide the ability for more expression of personality. But I did not know about all of the enhancements from the previous 1998 version. I did know some of this going into our purchase of this toy. And most of the time it speaks Furbish, which seems to be some kind of cross between baby talk and pig latin.īasically, it’s the toy equivalent of a colicky baby. Once it’s asleep, you mustn’t move it or bump it at all, or it will wake up again. Otherwise, you have to wait for it to fall asleep, or force it to go to sleep by placing it in a dark, quiet area and ignoring it. And you know that right when you want it to shut up is the same time that all screwdrivers in the house go missing. The only way to immediately silence it is to take out the batteries, which requires a screwdriver. Now, there are a few things they don’t tell parents about the Furby. So when Christmas arrived, she was overjoyed to get a hot pink Furby from Santa. ![]() Other items on the list would change, but a pink Furby was always there for anyone who asked, including Santa, who got an earful about how much she really wanted a Furby. In the weeks leading up to Christmas, Mira had one toy that kept coming to the top of her list: a Furby.
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