Pete's Expert Summary
My human has presented me with a small plastic case shaped like an otter, a creature I understand is a sort of slick river-weasel. Apparently, it's called a "Polly Pocket." It opens up to reveal a miniature world of garish colors, tiny plastic figures, and various moving parts that seem designed to entertain a creature with a much simpler mind than my own. The only feature of remote interest is the soft, plush patch on its exterior, which might serve as a decent cheek-scratcher in a pinch. The true value, however, lies in the multitude of minuscule accessories inside—perfectly sized for batting, hiding, and ensuring my humans spend their afternoon on their hands and knees, a position of appropriate servitude.
Key Features
- The Polly Pocket Otter Aquarium compact features an adorable otter design with a soft, plush belly on the exterior and comes with micro Polly and Nicolas dolls.
- Kids can discover these fun activities: peg one of the dolls to the dolphin to swim, fold down the fish tank and slide for fun, ride on the seahorse see-saw that goes up and down and rotate the jellyfish tank.
- Compact features 12 accessories--some pieces have a Pop & Swap feature so kids can peg them into different areas of the compact for endless play possibilities.
- Play out aquarium-inspired adventures with cute animal figures including a dolphin, narwhal whale, seal, penguin, turtle and more!
- Compact also comes with a strap so kids can wear it as a wristlet to take on the go!
- Makes a great gift for ages 4 years old and up especially those who love water play, sea creatures and splashy fun!
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The thing was left splayed open on the rug, a forgotten casualty of a sudden call to dinner. It lay there, a bizarre plastic clam revealing its synthetic pearl of a world. I observed it from my throne on the arm of the sofa, a flicker of disdain in my half-closed eyes. Another piece of junk meant for the small, loud human. I drifted into a light doze, the scent of roasting chicken from the kitchen my only real interest. The world shifted. I was no longer in the living room, but adrift in an immense, teal-colored void. Below me, creatures of impossible geometry swam past. A narwhal with a horn like a twisted candy cane, a dolphin that beckoned with a tiny plastic peg on its back. I was immense, a god of gray fur and shadow, my whiskers brushing against the dome of the sky. I saw two-legged figures, frozen in terror, and I lowered a single, colossal paw towards a tiny structure where they stood. My paw… it was just my paw. I felt a strange resistance, a tiny rocking motion under my toe bean. I blinked, and the living room snapped back into focus. I was lying on the rug, my paw resting squarely inside the open Otter Aquarium. The tiny Polly and Nicolas dolls were toppled over, and the little seahorse see-saw was rocking, ever so slightly, back and forth. The air was still, silent save for my own soft breathing and the distant clatter of human dinnerware. Had I really just peered into their world? Or was it merely the result of a post-nap brain addled by dreams of chicken? I withdrew my paw carefully, a newfound, grudging respect settling in my chest. This was no mere collection of plastic. It was a vessel, a tiny, contained reality. A portal. I would not destroy it by batting its inhabitants into the void under the bookcase. No, I would guard it. One must be careful with such things. I gave the otter’s plush belly a single, approving lick before settling down to watch over the strange, silent world.