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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 Twelve-Hundred-Eighty-Four:
My hominid-servant received one of her parcels, today. In a completely uncharacteristic burst of energy, the canid attempted to take advantage of the open door and rush past my hominid-servant. I can only assume this was somehow related to the ongoing conspiracy between the canid and my young protΓ©gΓ©; however, what she intended to accomplish by this effort to escape eludes me.
Her intentions proved to be as irrelevant as her exertions were futile, though, as my hominid-servant thwarted the attempt by the simple expedient of closing the door in the canid’s face. For her part, the canid took the setback well, and returned to her nap on the cushion my hominid-servant supplied to her for this purpose. The little idiot never emerged from beneath my hominid-servant's sleeping platform, so I presume he is doing his best to distance himself from this ignominious defeat.
Hominids are no fun! π 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. π Happy reading, everyone!
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