Another day, another inn.

The human female has dragged us out of town *again,* as if we were no more than luggage. This time, she’s going to a wedding in a small Texas town. Sigyn and I are getting used to typical Midgardian inns. Same beds. Same carpet. Same lobby. I grow bored.

However, the view out the window this time is different. Not parking, not a garishly-illuminated eatery, not an alley, not the road. There’s a great deal of….nothing.
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…………………………..

The human has just brought this back from a walk, saying that this is what is grown locally. Hmmm. Bleargh! I have tasted it and found it inedible. It appears to be some sort of fiber. Sigyn finds it eminently huggable.

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It is comfortable at first, but there are some lumps in it.

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Oh, I see. The lumps are fuzzy little seeds. Sigyn is excited because she thinks that if she plants one she can grow a kitten. Sweetie, I hate to tell you… It doesn’t… You can’t… No, you know what? Let’s try it. Bring one home and we’ll plant it.

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Surely I can magic up a kitten…

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5 comments

    1. A lamb. Now there’s a thought. It could eat the stupid grass stems that run over the sidewalk, so the human female won’t make *me* pull them. And then, when the lab grows up and stops being cute, we can eat it.

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