Day: September 17, 2020

Is It a Plant—Or a Pet?

One of the human female’s techs gifted her with this strange object as a “You’re going; please don’t come back” gift.

I have no idea what it is. It’s an Erlenmeyer flask, with a twig, some pebbles, and a green, furry thing.

Sigyn wants to pet the green, furry thing.

I’ve been staring at it now for twenty minutes, and I still don’t know what it is. It certainly hasn’t done anything.

I don’t trust it.

(later)

Ah. This may provide some elucidation.

“Mossball Terrarium.” So this thing is a mossball. A ball, as it were, of moss.

I am unopposed to moss. (It is very comfy to nap upon.) But I think of moss as something land-loving, preferring shady nooks and tree trunks. I’ve never seen any under water.

Oh. What we have here is false advertising. It’s not a moss at all; it’s an alga. And they can live for centuries and be passed down as a family heirloom? Bizarre.

The instructions look simple enough.

It’s cute that someone thinks the human female won’t kill this in a month.

(a bit later)

I’ve been doing a little research. Apparently, these “mossballs” are so popular that there are numerous fakes about. According to my sources, it can be difficult to distinguish the the genuine from the ersatz.

We’ll see how long it takes the human female to notice when I replace hers with a ball of green dryer lint…

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