My human seems to have acquired a small, stationary effigy of another human. They call it a "bobblehead," and its primary, and indeed only, feature is a head mounted on a spring, allowing it to nod incessantly when prodded. It's apparently "hand-crafted" and a "collectible," which are human terms for "don't you dare touch this with your claws." It's meant t…
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My human, in their infinite and often baffling wisdom, has procured a small, wheeled contraption. It purports to be a "garbage truck," which is frank…
My human, in a fit of what I can only describe as temporal delusion, has acquired a collection of flat, papery things. It appears to be an homage to …
My human, in a fit of questionable judgment, has brought a new shiny object into my kingdom. It is a round, heavy disc of metal from a brand called S…
My human has presented me with what appears to be a thin, flat envelope of... paper. It smells faintly of ink and recycled history, two scents that r…
My human, in their infinite and often misguided wisdom, has presented me with what appears to be a collection of... flat, shiny rectangles. They call…