I remember when my parents first told me about furbies. I was about 5 or so and they were explaining it like it was this new thing and were describing it’s appearance and what it could do, but I missed the part where they said it was a toy. So I thought they were telling me about a newly discovered animal. I asked them where furbies lived and they told me they lived at the shops, which gave a distinct mental image of a weird cat bird thing sitting on a branch inside a shopping mall. And because I was too young to have much of a concept of anything it was just sort of like ok, new cat bird discovered who prefers to live at the shops so we as a society just sort of let it? that sounds about right.