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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 Nine-Hundred-Seventy-Eight:
The adolescent felid has been guarding his cache of baubles so assiduously that I have temporarily abandoned the plan to use them to facilitate communication with my hominid-servant. Instead, I have taken the opportunity to study the little idiot, himself, to see if I can determine what, exactly, he seeks to gain by amassing the trinkets the way that he has. It seems unlikely that my hominid-servant will confiscate them, as she is the one who presented them to us in the first place, and they certainly will not wander away on their own. So I am puzzled as to who it is he seeks to protect them from. Hopefully, my observations will yield some enlightenment, however, I have not dismissed the possibility that my young companion is simply irrational. Which may be an inescapable byproduct of being a native of this planet.
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