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, December 27, 2017

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 662


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-Sixty-Two:
My hominid-servant has been quite determinedly busy, today. She eschewed her normal habit of sitting for extended periods of time and has, instead, been hurrying back and forth within my domicile. She spent most of the day in the cooking room preparing food that she refused to share but that smelled particularly interesting.

At first, I attempted to persuade her to allow me to sample her work by weaving my way in between her feet as she walked. It seemed to me that even if she didn't intend to allow me access to the exotic edibles she was working with, by disrupting her balance I would increase the chances of their making their way to within my grasp, anyway. However, the only thing that resulted from my efforts was that my hominid-servant repeatedly tread upon my person and then scolded me for "being underfoot."

Since that tactic didn't have the desired effect, I retreated to a platform she has placed just outside the cooking room. This afforded me an overview of the room in question. It seemed the perfect place to both observe this new behavior from my hominid-servant while also considering possible methods for inducing her to be generous with the fruits of her labors.

Unfortunately, I was unable to devise any new tactics to prompt my hominid-servant to part with any of her edibles. But I did notice several items that would be particularly beneficial to DPCIL agents, though not terribly attractive to hominids if I understand their preferences for consumables correctly. Which I am confident that I do.

Therefore, I am hopeful that I will be allowed to partake of at least some of what my hominid-servant occupied herself with today. And given the perishable nature of the items in question, I can only assume it will be in the not too distant future. I will be sure to update you with the results of any such experimentation.


Aw, come on! Not torture! ;-) 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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