Pete's Expert Summary
So, my human has presented me with what appears to be a rudimentary intelligence test for a species with significantly less brainpower than my own. This "OSBOO" set is a collection of flat, wooden tiles that, when arranged correctly by a simple mind, form crude caricatures of various lesser beasts. The use of natural wood is, I'll concede, a point in its favor; it has a pleasant, earthy scent, unlike the acrid chemical tang of cheap plastic. The pieces themselves are chunky, which suggests a certain satisfying skittering potential across the polished hardwood floors. However, the primary goal seems to be assembling a Lion or a Tiger, creatures whose blocky, two-dimensional representations here are a sad mockery of the fluid, predatory grace I embody every time I stalk a dust bunny. It is a toss-up whether these are worthy of being batted under the sofa or are simply colorful, splinter-free kindling.
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A Tale from Pete the Cat
My human, in a baffling display of what they must consider "enrichment," had disassembled the wooden animals and scattered their parts upon the rug. The scent was acceptable—dry, clean wood, a welcome change from the usual offensive potpourri. My gaze fell upon the Giraffe. Its impossibly long neck and vacant, painted-on smile were an affront to proper mammalian anatomy. A single, perfect swat of my white-gloved paw sent one of its rectangular leg pieces spinning into the dark, dusty cavern beneath the antique radiator. A fitting end. Curiosity, that most undignified of instincts, eventually gnawed at me. I stretched a paw into the metallic gloom, probing for the satisfying clack of claw against wood. The moment my pad touched the piece, a strange, splintery vibration shot up my entire leg. The familiar aroma of dust and warm metal evaporated, replaced by the overwhelming scent of raw lumber and drying paint. The world flattened. The plush fibers of the rug hardened into an unyielding, grainy surface, and the soft shadows of the living room resolved into stark, brightly-colored, and perfectly motionless shapes. I was *in* the puzzle. Above me loomed the rest of the Giraffe, a monstrous, geometric caricature. A blocky, smiling Tiger slid past with a grating, scraping sound, its stripes unnervingly straight. This was a world of rigid order and unnatural stillness, a two-dimensional prison devoid of the glorious, random chaos I so often orchestrate. It was horrifying. My lithe, elegant form felt clumsy here, my soft fur an anomaly against the hard-edged reality. I was a creature of fluid motion and sophisticated thought trapped in a garish diorama for simpletons. Panic gave way to pure, unadulterated intellect. If a paw-tap on the piece sent me into this flatland, logic dictated a reverse action was required. I located the void from which I had entered—a stark, Giraffe-leg-shaped hole in the fabric of this reality. I backed into it, pushing with all my might against the unseen boundary of this universe. With a nauseating lurch, like waking from a particularly tedious dream, I was back on the rug. The real, three-dimensional dust bunnies were my only witnesses. The wooden piece remained under the radiator, and there it would stay. It is not a toy; it is a gateway to a geometric nightmare. And for that reason, it is far too interesting to be destroyed, but much too unsettling for casual play. It is a thing to be watched, warily, from a safe distance.
