“Blueberry and Dewdrop excitedly crawled out of the basket at Tattlerette’s feet. The adult smurf picked up Blueberry and holding him in the crook of her arm, she squeezed and scratched the tiny blue infant’s plump smurf tail. Blueberry closed his little eyes and emitted a joyful noise I’d never heard from him before. It sounded like half purring, half gurgling.
Dewdrop looked enviously up at Blueberry and Tattlerette and lifted her bottom up toward Tattlerette as high as it would go, wiggling her stubby blue tail for attention.
“They seem to be well cared for, what are their names?” Tattlerette inquired as she gave the excited Dewdrop’s tail an affectionate squeeze.
“Dewdrop and Blueberry” My friend answered.
I simply had to ask Tattlerette, “How did you get Blueberry to make that sound?”
“Well” Tattlerette began “Firstly, there is no substitute for the affection from an adult smurf. Baby smurfs are affected more deeply as a result. Secondly, during early development baby smurfs are in some ways like animals, so they often enjoy being stroked in a way similar to the way one of your human’s pets do.”
She continued “There aren’t many humans in this world that actually treat the smurfs or especially baby smurfs with the kind of care and consideration that you two are. However, if you reach a point where you don’t believe you can adequately care for your adopted baby smurfs I know of a protected village in Belgium that could take them in. They would be amongst there own kind and would be loved and safe. Well, at least safe as long as the humans there honored their promise to preserve the smurf’s sanctuary.”