My brain is still swimming from making actual contact with the human world; even more so at the revelation that the adventures of my family make for entertainment on that side. (About ten years ago there was a movie out called “The Truman Show.” Did the human world have something like that?) I guess I should be relieved that our doings are regarded by most as fictional.
I’m looking forward to chatting with everyone on Sundays. I’ll have to limit myself to one day per week owing to potential instinct loss from human contact. Last Sunday I felt myself losing my insectivore appetite as the time went on, but I felt better after good day’s sleep and had a big plate of glubs for breakfast. Instinct loss seems to be a mental condition rather then one produced by physical transmissions between the portals, but I’m just speculating here.
I was worried when Coney suddenly began protecting defenseless creatures; I wondered if this portal contact had affected her instincts. Fortunately no, it turned out to be caused by her friendship with baby Francis. Regardless, this is sure to have wide-ranging effects. Coney is an amazing little predator and now that her talents are directed towards protecting others she may seek a career in law enforcement...or superheroism! (Do you humans have “Batman” movies over there?) Of course, Gran will probably think she’s becoming a herbivore.
I wish I could respond personally to all the comments that came in during the week! One person asked about time passage in our world. The best that I could say is that it’s the same as yours; One year=12 months=365 1/4 days. Also, if any of you happen to see Nick and Ki, say hello to them for me!
One final thing; it seems that even a few people from my side of the portal were able to access my blog all this time...despite all of my safeguards! I just hope I didn’t say anything that caused trouble; I’m thinking of the arrest of Mr. Squirrel recently. Yes, it was the press coverage from rescuing the kitten that led to his unmasking, but I shouldn’t have been so careless. I also hope Fenton’s parents haven’t read what I’ve said here!
So, the floor is open! Any comments?
