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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
Then, after several days, she moved the tree and placed it immediately in front of a wall. This makes leaping into the tree difficult because any miscalculation will result in diving nose-first into the wall. Which, I don’t believe I need to point out, is both painful and embarrassing. She also added a chemical agent to the moat around the tree, one that smells so foul even the bravest DPCIL Agent wouldn't brave it, and a barrier around the moat so that one must scale it and risk falling into the polluted water below.
However, even after all this, my hominid-servant didn't hang her baubles. Instead, she allowed several more days, amusing herself at our expense, as my youthful companion and I attempted to devise a means of reaching the tree. Alas, after many trials, I deemed it a futile effort. And also not worth the trouble, as I have already inspected the tree. My protégé seemed to agree, as he also abandoned his efforts.
It was only after we ceased attempting to gain access to the tree that my hominid-servant hung her baubles, and then only amongst the highest branches. Which, as I stated, was an unusually clever strategy for her to use. I can only hope that, in time, the chemical deterrent she added to the moat will dissipate, and it will become feasible to risk a swim in order to get my paws on those tantalizingly tempting trinkets.
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