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I was in the mood to do some festive knitting, but I don't have a lot of yarn in my stash right now. So I had to make something small.
While they may not be the happiest porgs I've ever seen, they didn't exactly fight me on it, either.
I hope H4-GR1D doesn't mind that I borrowed some of his little friends.
Spent the day putting new covers on all the air vents that have MUCH smaller openings. No more large critters getting lost in the walls.
Still, the covers do have to have SOME holes, being air vents and all. So I'm gonna go pay H4-GR1D a visit and make sure his hamsters and other tiny critters all have the lids on their enclosures securely fastened.
Still helping H4-GR1D search for his missing snake.
News of the snake's escape has traveled around the Academy about as fast as the snake itself, it seems, so most everyone is on the lookout.
Some are terrified. Some think it's hilarious. Some are just worried about the critter being lost and possibly scared and hungry.
However, we are all united in our mutual fear of sitting on a toilet and having our bums attacked by a frightened serpent.
On the upside, everyone rushes through doing their "duties" now, so the lines for the refreshers have never been shorter.
After cleaning up my quarters the other day, I decided it was time to tackle my shop next. Good thing, too, since it was a complete mess.
After getting rid of a bunch of clutter, I found a pair of H4-GR1D's porgs living in the slop sink. Not super mad about them hanging around, but I had to round them up and give them back before they started making babies in a saw dust pile somewhere.
You gotta keep an eye on those things. They multiply like tribbles.
Does Phasma’s cat control the weather?
We have had plenty of warm, sunny days recently, but I don't know if Pudge is responsible. I have no idea if cats can actually do that sort of thing. It seems pretty improbable, but we do have lizards that can make the Force stop working, so why the hell not? H4-GR1D's probably the best person to answer this one, honestly. He's in the aviary today, if you want to ask him, yourself. On a side note: Congratulations! Your ask is post 1,900 on this blog! WOOOOOOOO! Sorry, there are no prizes for this achievement. Maybe allow yourself an extra fifteen-minute break during your next shift, as a treat. I won't tell Hux.
Asked H4-GR1D about the chicken thing today. He was just as confused as I was about how anyone could think they were cowardly creatures.
He assured me my mascot suggestion had been a good one. He even thought my drawing was really good and he pinned it to the wall in his raptor enclosure so all the other dangerous birds could see it.
At least some people around here appreciate my contributions to the team, Hux.
Since H4-GR1D helped me put together a terrarium for my potential new pet rock, I agreed to help him tend to his critters this weekend.
I don't know too much about the care and maintenance of living things (Though I hear oil baths are not involved.), but I'm looking forward to it. He says he has a live mouse! I don't know if I've ever seen a non-droid version of one of those, so I think it will be pretty neat. I'll have to take pictures so I can show Gary.
Was happy to get back home to my droids after helping H4-GR1D all weekend.
Still a little weirded out by wildlife. Told K8-T3 about the Alderaanian snow owl and the mouse. She was like, "I could to that, too, if you gave me a hinged jaw."
Um, that's gonna be a "no" from me, Katie.
The last thing I need is a 7-foot-tall droid walking around the Finalizer or the Academy popping small electronics into her mouth and spitting out nuts and bolts and mangled metal for her own amusement. Half of the combat troopers already think I'm a lunatic for teaching her how to use power tools.
Maybe I should reconsider the plasma cutter eye beams we talked about the other day, too. Not entirely sure she'll use those strictly for work purposes.
