The Blue-haired Goddaughter, who spends a lot of time with the humans and felines, has actually finished her university degree and is graduating.
I am allowed to attend the ceremony, but I’ve had to promise not to do any mischief. I hardly think, though, that I can be expected to sit through three hours of speechifying and names and not do something. And I have so many good ideas! Itching powder in the gowns, mixing up the diplomas in the tubes, putting a baby-voice modifier on the announcer’s microphone… Great Frigga’s Corset! At least let me put pickle juice in the water pitcher on the stage…
Oh, well. Huh. The Blue-haired Goddaughter has decked her mortarboard out with color-shifting LED lights. She’s the most noticeable thing in the whole arena and is sure to be featured on the video they’re making. Mischief accomplished and I didn’t have to lift a finger. Well done! I guess she has learned from the best.
Now we’re at the graduation party. There’s a very sentimental picture as a gift for the graduate, and everybody is signing the mat.
I like the Blue-haired Goddaughter well enough. I think I’ll leave a note myself.