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Urania’s nose wrinkles. Deep lines, built over a lifetime, reveal themselves around her eyes. “One! Of all that is now linked — we are only responsible for one connection.”
“An x-pearrrr-i-ment!” Thalia runs her fingers through Loveletterist’s mane whose locks now sport café au lait, kissed-by-the-sun hairs among the grays. “We knew our human had little energy for jigsaws when we made the purchase — and yet — we are learning so much!”
Calliope watches chickadees dart betwixt tube feeder and cedar tree. “Yes… paying attention we’ve observed...”
Thalia’s enthusiasm bubbles over. “— we live among those who doooooo have energy for — and are quite skilled at — connecting the inanimate.”
“Our energy and skills are attracted to the realms of words, images, and behavior —” Nia calls as she heads off to investigate Henny’s barkhowlbarkbarkbark.
“Ever since the beginning… to keep the world spinning…” Calliope anticipates the sweetness of a ripening cherry tomato, “… it takes all kinds of kinds.”