#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 668

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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-Eight:

I must admit my young protégé is growing quite clever. I was attempting to record my hominid-servant's vital signs, which is something I do routinely to ensure her continued good health. The easiest way for me to do this, and the way that I generally accomplish this task, is to wait until she sits down without one of her electronic devices taking up space on her lap, and then pin her down by sitting on top of her. This allows me to get accurate readings for my instruments.

Unfortunately, the juvenile felid also finds these moments to be convenient for garnering attention for himself. Also, a hominid lap is admittedly a warm, comfortable place for one to seize a few moments of repose. Of course, his presence disrupts my examination and makes it impossible for me to conduct a precise analysis of my hominid-servant's state of being.

Therefore, on this occasion, I attempted to dissuade him from accompanying me in restraining my hominid-servant's movements. He proved resistant to my requests, so eventually I resorted to a threat display. Since I still outweigh the small pest by a significant margin, such exhibits of physical potential remain, for the most part, an effective if rather crude way of establishing my dominance.

However, the shrewd beast surprised me with an unexpected display of cunning manipulation. Instead of challenging me directly, he retreated to my hominid-servant's sleeping platform and there commenced a pitiable appeal for her attendance in shrill and stentorian tones. This was a clear attempt to draw my hominid-servant away from me and to himself. And, to my astonishment, it worked!

Prior to this incident, I would have thought my hominid-servant far too savvy to fall for such an obvious ploy. But it only took a few moments of the irritating creature's ruckus before she felt it incumbent upon her to go investigate the matter. And then, apparently unashamed of her gullibility, she failed to express any annoyance at being tricked. On the contrary, instead of returning to her seat, as I would have expected, she climbed onto her sleeping platform and gave the little hooligan exactly what he had so obviously been begging for!

Truly, I despair of ever being able to assert that the hominids of this planet qualify as intelligent life.

Ugh! Foolish 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!