Pete's Expert Summary
My human has presented me with a box of small, sharp, plastic bits under the brand name LEGO, which I know from experience as "agony-shards" when I step on one barefoot in the middle of the night. It appears they are for constructing a static sculpture of a creature, in this case, a parrot, a frog, or a fish. While the vibrant colors of the parrot might momentarily catch my eye as it sits on its perch, its complete lack of movement, scent, or soft, battable texture renders it fundamentally useless. This is not a toy; it is a monument to human boredom, a colorful but inanimate object destined to gather dust and occupy a perfectly good sunbeam. My naps are a far more creative endeavor.
Key Features
- This LEGO Creator 3 in 1 animal toy set features 3 animals for kids 7+ years old: a parrot toy perched on a branch, a playful frog and a toy fish
- The toy parrot is richly colored and comes with jointed parts that allow it to rotate its body on the branch and move its wings and tail
- The parrot can be rebuilt into a toy frog with posable legs or into a LEGO fish with movable fins and a seabed for creative adventures
- Kids can choose their building adventure with 3 LEGO Creator animal figures or fire up their imagination and create a new animal with the bricks
- With details such as the parrot's branch covered in flowers, this building toy set will look awesome on display in kids' rooms when play is over
- This set makes a great birthday gift, Easter basket stuffer, and holiday gift for girls and boys
- The parrot toy measures over 22 cm (8.5 in.) high, 11 cm (4 in.) long and 12 cm (4.5 in.) wide.
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The first sign of trouble was the sound. A cascade of tiny, hard clicks, like a thousand miniature bones being sorted on the living room rug. My human was on the floor, hunched over in that state of intense, useless focus I've come to recognize. From my perch on the velvet armchair, I watched as a creature began to assemble under their fingers. It was a parrot, gaudy and bright, with a vacant, plastic eye. It was an affront to all avian life—silent, stiff, and smelling only of the factory it came from. I gave a dismissive flick of my tail. An imitation bird is no bird at all. I would rather watch the dust motes dance. I must have dozed off, lulled into a state of contemptuous slumber, because when I awoke, the world had shifted. The parrot was gone. In its place on the coffee table sat a lurid green frog, its limbs frozen in an unnatural posture. I crept closer, my whiskers twitching, and gave it a suspicious sniff. It had the same sterile, plastic scent, but the shape was entirely new. Where had the bird gone? Had this rigid amphibian consumed it? I extended a paw, claws carefully retracted, and gave it a push. It slid, unblinking, across the polished wood. A shapeshifter. A silent, soulless monster was in my house. The next day, my unease curdled into genuine alarm. The frog had vanished, replaced by a blue and yellow fish, suspended on a small, clear scaffold as if in an invisible aquarium. The transmutation was complete. This... *thing*... was not one creature but three, a ghastly chimera that shed its skin to suit the whims of its creator. I looked from the plastic fish to my human, who was humming a tune and admiring their handiwork. It was then I understood. The human was the source of this dark magic, deconstructing and reconstructing the entity at will. Finally, they settled on the parrot form, placing the silent effigy on a high bookshelf. I now see it not as a toy, but as a warning. It is a trophy of my human’s strange power, a multi-faceted idol of their fleeting concentration. I cannot hunt it, I cannot befriend it, and I certainly cannot chew on it. But I can watch it. From my armchair, I offer it a slow, knowing blink. It is not worthy of my play, but its eerie, transformative existence has earned a sliver of my respect. I will keep my eye on it, that silent, plastic golem. One can never be too careful.
