But who is Bipbip?
On a rainy morning, a young yubo was born, leaving his mother to die. His father? Well, like all males, he had abandoned his female. The little one grew up among the group of yubos with the surrogate mothers. Surprisingly, he sensed that he was different: he sought the company of the hominin.
Homins amused him. And just as well, the homins were always trying to get closer to him. And he? to lure them in, pretended to follow them, even let himself be stroked. No sooner had they turned their backs than he was peeing on their ugly dresses. And as he was being chased, he would hide under the homines' dresses. The homins, trying to catch him, would often get a good slap from the homine. But, as his whiskers tickled the homines' legs, they would scream and jump, almost stepping on him. As a result, he'd bite their calves and run off.
In winter, when he saw a female by the fire, he would hide in a bush. When night fell, he'd approach, casting a huge shadow that would scare off any female. If the hominin wasn't afraid, he'd snuggle up to her for the night. In the morning, he'd put a nice turd in her boots to keep her feet warm and pee on her bag to keep the insects away. Then he went back under the comforter. But in the morning, the homine, putting on a boot, screamed and threw the 2nd boot at the yubo, who ran to hide in a bush. No sooner had the homine risen than gingos swooped down on her bag, nibbling at it and devouring her supplies in the process.
The yubo grew up to be the terror of his group of yubos. Until the day he found a hominin who protected him from homins who got too close to her, swinging a pickaxe at them, and who didn't scream when he tickled her calves. She even gave him scratches, toffees and warmth on chilly nights. The first time she stepped into his gift-filled boot, she laughed. And she killed the gingos charging at her bag. Then she caught up with the yubo and told him not to do that.
Since then, the yubo has strutted proudly alongside this homine. To thank her, well, he continues to pee on the dresses of homines and bites the calves of homins who get too close. As time went by, Bipbip remained faithful to Eleanide; despite his arthritic condition, he followed her as best he could. She, seeing him waddle with difficulty, carried him more and more.
On a rainy morning, a young yubo was born, leaving his mother to die. His father? Well, like all males, he had abandoned his female. The little one grew up among the group of yubos with the surrogate mothers. Surprisingly, he sensed that he was different: he sought the company of the hominin.
Homins amused him. And just as well, the homins were always trying to get closer to him. And he? to lure them in, pretended to follow them, even let himself be stroked. No sooner had they turned their backs than he was peeing on their ugly dresses. And as he was being chased, he would hide under the homines' dresses. The homins, trying to catch him, would often get a good slap from the homine. But, as his whiskers tickled the homines' legs, they would scream and jump, almost stepping on him. As a result, he'd bite their calves and run off.
In winter, when he saw a female by the fire, he would hide in a bush. When night fell, he'd approach, casting a huge shadow that would scare off any female. If the hominin wasn't afraid, he'd snuggle up to her for the night. In the morning, he'd put a nice turd in her boots to keep her feet warm and pee on her bag to keep the insects away. Then he went back under the comforter. But in the morning, the homine, putting on a boot, screamed and threw the 2nd boot at the yubo, who ran to hide in a bush. No sooner had the homine risen than gingos swooped down on her bag, nibbling at it and devouring her supplies in the process.
The yubo grew up to be the terror of his group of yubos. Until the day he found a hominin who protected him from homins who got too close to her, swinging a pickaxe at them, and who didn't scream when he tickled her calves. She even gave him scratches, toffees and warmth on chilly nights. The first time she stepped into his gift-filled boot, she laughed. And she killed the gingos charging at her bag. Then she caught up with the yubo and told him not to do that.
Since then, the yubo has strutted proudly alongside this homine. To thank her, well, he continues to pee on the dresses of homines and bites the calves of homins who get too close. As time went by, Bipbip remained faithful to Eleanide; despite his arthritic condition, he followed her as best he could. She, seeing him waddle with difficulty, carried him more and more.