Who Is Mistral Dawn?

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, November 22, 2017

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 639


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-Thirty-Nine:
The juvenile felid is apparently testing out a new method for motivating my hominid-servant to be punctual in rising for the day so that she will not be tardy in filling our food bowl. Since he is the one who has been consuming the majority of the food she gives us, it is only reasonable that he should be the one to put forth the energy to ensure the food supply does not dwindle. Still, I find his tactics to be interesting.

The small pest begins by climbing onto my hominid-servant's sleeping platform and curling up next to her. She usually responds to this by shifting closer to him, sometimes actually initiating contact. The tiny beast then engages the P.U.R.R., which occasionally rouses her but usually just results in her laying one of her limbs on top of him. Since this is obviously not the response he is looking for, never mind the discomfort of being squashed under part of a hominid, the irritating youngling generally escalates his campaign at this point.

After dragging himself out from under my hominid-servant's restraining appendage, the young annoyance will climb atop her body and walk back and forth over her vocalizing his discontent. If she persists in ignoring him, he then perches on her head, which usually has the effect of pressing her face into her sleeping cushion and restricting her breathing. I have not yet observed an instance where this maneuver failed to rouse her, however it generally results in her becoming irate, and so not inclined to immediately replenish the food in our bowl. Thus, I can only conclude that motivating hominids through attempted smothering results in a mixed outcome, at best.


Well, whatever works, right? ;-) 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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