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[urbandev]

The first of a new month. I believe tomorrow is an Earth holiday of some sort, involving hedgehogs? The references I found were less than clear. I'm assuming, however, that the concept of the rodent's precognitive abilities were strictly metaphorical.

[Private to Anita]

When do you think you'll be ready to go?

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[browning_baby]

Groundhog, hon. It's a groundhog.

[private]

Almost ready. You?

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[urbandev]

They both eat trees, don't they? I fail to see the difference.

[Private]

Just let me feed the cats.

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[browning_baby]

[walks out of her room, smoothing the bottom hem of her shirt, her boots clicking once she hits something other than carpet.]

Trust me, they're not the same.

It's good everyone's behaved today. I even got Smudge to quit huddling in my lap whenever I sat down.

[urbandev]

I do trust you. If you're an expert on rodent life, however, I've yet to hear about it.

[He's seated on the couch, absently coaxing Bitty into his lap with treats. Who names a cat Bitty, anyway? Oh, and he happens to be wearing jeans. And one of the shirts Lestat picked out for him -- still a button down, but with a slimmer cut and in a bright jewel tone green.]

[cal_sitter]

You can build a robotic cat, but you can't distinguish a hedgehog from a groundhog?

[urbandev]

It's not my ridiculous tradition, Mr. Believes-A-Rodent-Will-Predict-The-Future.

[cal_sitter]

It's not mine, either.

[urbandev]

And yet it was just a minute ago.

And he's not a robot, he's a toysaurus.