My human, in a fit of what they call "intellectual curiosity," has acquired a box of... rocks. Fancy rocks, apparently, from a brand called National Geographic, which I believe is a television channel I occasionally watch when a particularly slow-moving gazelle is featured. The premise is appallingly crude: the biped is meant to put on silly-looking glasses…
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So, my human has procured another trinket from the “Carson” tribe, a small, cyclopean device they call a "pocket microscope." Apparently, its purpose…
My human, in her infinite and baffling wisdom, has acquired a box of... rocks. Yes, rocks. From a brand called "Dancing Bear," which sounds like a cl…
My human, in a misguided attempt at 'enrichment' (theirs, not mine, thankfully), has acquired a National Geographic-branded contraption. It appears t…
My human, in her infinite and often misguided wisdom, has procured what appears to be a box of curated gravel. It's from a brand called "Dan&Darci," …