Wootini’s Weekly Animal Crossing Diary 9/27/25
Dear Diary,
Other than trying to do something nice and completely blowing it, this week was pretty okay, I guess. Oh, well, except for Sherb and Apple tag-teaming me with a regrettable nickname… Let me explain:
So things kicked off with Sherb telling me he’d come up with a new nickname for me. Being Sherb, I thought it would be something silly or ridiculous, but he came up with “cookie.” I didn’t want to hurt his feelings by telling him why I didn’t like it, but that was the name of my last landlord in the other world who threw us out after only a year so she could give the apartment to her son, who was graduating college. So that name kind of triggers something in me, for obvious reasons. After spending a fortune to move, we had to spend a fortune to move again. But like I said, I didn’t want to hurt Sherb’s feelings so I told him it was fine. And I hoped that he’d be the only one to use it.
So of course, the very next day, Apple has caught wind of it and wants to use it, too. Ugh. I didn’t correct her thinking that everybody was calling me “cookie” but I did tell her she could use the nickname, too. I’m probably going to regret this. This is going to be the nickname that spreads all over the island and everyone uses it for like, forever. Sigh. I probably should have nipped this in the bud when Sherb came up with it.
This week was also Apple’s birthday, and Nook’s Cranny just never seemed to have anything for sale that said “Apple” to me, so I went into my storage and wrapped up a puppy plushie for her. I almost gave her a teddy bear, but thought the puppy was cuter. Unfortunately…
Ugh. And I probably gave it to her for one of her previous birthdays. Oh well. She played it off like at least I know what she likes, but I still felt like an idiot. Maybe it’s at least a different color? I don’t know. She still sent me a lovely thank you note the following day along with a bathrobe.
And finally, we had a camper. Ike was a big bear who didn’t really make much of an impression. He wasn’t an aggressive jock or a food-obsessed dope. He basically just seemed kind of normal. Nice enough, but boring. Oh well, it’s not like we have any room on Xanadu right now anyway. Sorry, Ike! Hope you enjoyed your stay!