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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 Thirteen-Hundred-Thirteen:
My hominid-servant seems determined to torture me! She has procured another of her infernal, spinning, light-beam-producing devices! And, to add insult to injury, she presented the nightmarish contraption to me as if it were one of the baubles she presents at intervals as offerings. What could have possibly have given her the idea that a machine that I devote an inordinate amount of time and energy to avoiding at all costs might conceivably be well-received by me? As if I would welcome being forced to a state of exhaustion so profound I can neither move nor think as the result of something as pointless and undignified as chasing intangible lures. I swear, I cannot fathom the hominid mind, and I despair of ever being able to do so.
Hominids can be so dense! 😉 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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