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Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter! :-)) where she works as a hospital drudge and attends graduate school. Taken By The Huntsman is her first effort at writing fiction and if it is well received she has ideas for several more novels and short-stories in this series. Please feel free to visit her on FaceBook or drop her a line at mistralkdawn@gmail.com

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 602

Hey Everyone! :-)

Agent Thoth discusses more of the trials and tribulations associated with living with hominids. Incidentally, if you've missed Agent Thoth's earlier entries, you can find them here: Thoth's Journal

Department for the Preservation and Confirmation of Intelligent Life (DPCIL)
Agent Thoth's Personal Log

Day Six-Hundred-Two:
Today, I tried a new tactic intended to modify my hominid-servant's behavior, and I have come to the conclusion that she may possibly be untrainable. Since my previous attempts to engage her attention resulted in undesirable consequences, I decided to use persistence instead of dramatic gestures. The results were not encouraging.

I stood in front of her and explained, at length, why her behavior is problematic and how I expect her to change. But she largely ignored me, preferring to focus on her electronic devices. So, I proceeded to wander from room to room in my domicile, expounding on the problem and my proposed solution to it, progressively increasing the volume of my dissertation.

I thought she was continuing to ignore me, so I returned to the room in which she sat with her electronic devices, intending to drive home my point through proximity and decibel level. Unfortunately, I had miscalculated her response, and she was ready and waiting for me.

As soon as I entered the room, she accosted me with a stream of liquid H2O. It didn't truly harm me, but it was most disturbing to be suddenly drenched in such a disagreeable way. Especially, since she refused to cease and desist, following me from room to room until I finally resorted to hiding under her sleeping platform.

When I emerged, much later, after having recovered from such an unexpected and unprovoked attack, I sought her out for an explanation. By that time, she had finished playing with her electronic devices, and was willing to accept my presence on her lap. She stroked my fur in the way I find soothing, and proceeded to explain that I need to learn to behave. Me! I'm the one who needs to learn to behave?

It is clear that my efforts to modify my hominid-servants behavior are having the opposite of their intended effect. For now, I will forgo any further attempts and devote my efforts to better understanding the way hominids think. Because it is clear that hominids are congenitally insane, and the only way to deal with them will be to take into account and compensate for their madness.

Oh, my! Agent Thoth seems to be having a little difficulty in dealing with the troublesome hominids. ;-) You may have noticed that Agent Thoth has a new look. I hope you like his new picture as much as I do, but I'd love to hear your thoughts, either way. Feel free to let me know what you think in the comments. ;-) Happy reading, everyone!

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