(So, with some demand for these little journal stories, here's one for you to enjoy )

Friendly was babysitting Timothy. The adolescent fox had prepared a yummy meal of potato waffles and beans with fruit juice for them both and now, after dinner it was time for Timothy to be washed before bed. Timothy helped Friendly get everything together... soap, towels, a fresh pair of pull-ups for bedtime, and put them all in the bathroom. Friendly turned the shower on, so the water was just a little warmer than lukewarm - perfect for a summer's eve shower. Just then, Friendly heard the phone ringing.
"Oh... that phone." he sighed, "I'll be right back, Timothy." said the fox, leaving Timothy alone in the bathroom.

Timothy checked everything was there... towels, a fresh pair of pull-ups, soap... yep, everything there was needed for a shower. He also checked the rubber ducks were sitting on the side of the tub.
"Yep, all of them are there." thought Timothy, climbing into the tub and feeling the lukewarm water running down his fur and soaking in.
Suddenly, Timothy realized he had forgotten something... he'd forgotten to take his pull-ups off!
"Oh no!" he cried, looking down at the two numbers on the front of his pull-ups, which were fading as the front of his training pants puffed out, soaking up all the water that was pouring into them.

When Friendly returned, he found Timothy still in the shower, his pull-ups overflowing with water and sagging so much they wobbled every time he made a little movement.
"Oh Timothy..." giggled the fox.
"Sorry Friendly, I forgot to take my pull-ups off!" sniffled Timothy.
"Heehee, it's okay." said Friendly with a smile, "Let's get you washed and clean for bed, huh?"

Timothy giggled as Friendly washed him with the soap.
"Heehee, quite the car wash, huh Lightning McQueen?" said Friendly, rubbing the seat of Timothy's pull-ups with his soapy paw and then rubbing the front of Timothy's pull-ups too.
"Friendly!" giggled Timothy, laughing as the fox rubbed his sagging pull-ups.

Soon, Friendly turned the water off and looked at Timothy's soaked pull-ups.
Timothy sat down in the tub, giggling as his saggy pull-ups squished underneath him. Friendly realized he'd forgotten something too, he'd forgotten to turn on the fan and now the mirrors had clouded up. He turned it on anyways.
"Ooops, hehe. Oh well." said Friendly, "Come on Timothy, time to get dried and ready for bed."
Timothy tried to stand, but his pull-ups were too heavy and his feet and paws just slipped in the wet tub.
"Heehee, need some help?" said Friendly, putting his paws under Timothy's arms and lifting the raccoon out of the tub, hugging him and patting the seat of his overwhelmed training pants.
"It's okay Timothy, let's get you outta those and into a fresh pair." said Friendly.

Soon, Timothy was all ready for bed. Friendly picked the sleepy raccoon up and nuzzled him as he carried Timothy into his bedroom. "Goodnight, Timothy." he said, giving the raccoon a kiss on his cheek and patting his fresh pull-ups.
"Goodnight Friendly." squeaked Timothy, snuggling up in his bed and smiling at his babysitter.