Pete's Expert Summary
My human has presented me with this... object. The "Learning Resources Time Tracker." It's a plastic block with colored lights and a digital display, ostensibly for timing the activities of small, loud humans. From my superior vantage point, it appears to be a glorified stoplight designed to impose a rigid, soul-crushing schedule upon an otherwise chaotic environment. The appeal, if any, lies in the changing lights; a silent, shifting glow could provide a decent focal point for meditation between naps. However, the mention of "sound cues" is deeply concerning. Unsolicited beeping is a capital offense in my kingdom. This device teeters precariously between being a potentially hypnotic light source and a vulgar, nap-shattering annoyance. Its value is yet to be determined, but my expectations are, as always, appropriately low.
Key Features
- Keep kids on task with our improved timer that uses both light and sound cues
- Timer allows quick programming of 3 colored lights that alert kids to remaining time
- Timer for kids features 180° viewing and a large, easy to read LCD display
- Timer measures 8” x 4”. Requires AC adapter (LER 6989) or 4 AAA batteries, neither are included
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A Tale from Pete the Cat
The thing arrived in a box that smelled of cardboard and shattered dreams. The human, with that familiar glint of misplaced optimism in her eyes, freed the plastic monolith and set it upon her desk. It was an interrogation lamp, I was sure of it. She fiddled with its backside, and suddenly, a soft, green light illuminated its face. It cast an emerald glow on the wall, a silent invitation. "See, Pete? When it's green, it's time to work," she cooed, tapping at her glowing rectangle. I watched from the arm of the sofa, feigning disinterest. So, the "Good Cop" phase had begun. They were trying to lure me into a false sense of security, hoping I'd spill the beans about who *really* shredded the curtain ties. I remained silent, a statue carved from shadow and judgment. After an eternity of this gentle, green probing, the light shifted. A stark, cautionary yellow flooded the room. The atmosphere grew tense. I could feel their unseen eyes on me. This was the warning shot. "Time's almost up!" the human chirped, a little too cheerfully. Oh, I understood the subtext. *Your time is running out, feline fiend. Confess your crimes. Was it you who systematically pushed every pen off the counter last night? We have ways of making you meow.* I narrowed my eyes, refusing to break. I merely flicked an ear, a silent act of defiance. They wouldn't get a confession from me. I'd take the hairball-on-the-pillow story to my grave. Then, the final stage. The light blazed a furious, accusatory red. The air crackled. This was it. The Bad Cop. The part where they bring out the bright lights and the loud noises. A low, electronic hum began, a prelude to the inevitable shriek. The human glanced at the timer, then at me. But they had miscalculated. They assumed I would be intimidated by their primitive chronometer. They failed to grasp the sublime power of feline indifference. Just as the device let out a series of shrill, undignified beeps, I rose. I did not run. I did not cower. I stretched, a long and luxurious pull that arched my back and showcased my utter contempt for their schedule. I let out a delicate yawn, hopped off the sofa, and sauntered over to the sunbeam in the hall, pointedly turning my back on the entire pathetic drama. The interrogation had failed. As a toy, this timer is an insult. As a psychological warfare device, it is laughably inept. It is, however, a moderately interesting light show, but one whose finale is simply not worth waiting for. It is unworthy of my attention.
