It seems that booking a flight isn't as easy as I had anticipated. The recent postal strike really put a damper on my travel plans. And wouldn't you know it, the sun has been all shiny and warm. Showoff. I can't travel in such heat!
Despite these setbacks, I am remaining optimistic. Caretaker as I call her is gone on what she calls "vacation". This concept confuses me, but it gives me a chance to get online and do some research on my human slave person. Apparently there is this gigantic book with faces on it that details all of everyone's personal lives! Can you imagine? I shall seek out this "facebook" as I call it, and learn what I can about her, and the thing that is the dog.
Yes, this facebook will be of great use to me...
Saturday, 23 July 2011
Tuesday, 31 May 2011
Growing
My back legs have now grown in. I can move so much easier and more freely now. I have been separated from my siblings as they have reached their cannibalistic stage and am now living alone until it is time for me to leave. I have packed my bags, it won't be long now.
I have been doing research on my human slave person. She has a thing that is called a dog. It lives on land and is covered in hair. What an odd creature. I will try to make contact with this "dog", I wonder if it speaks English? So many questions... it may be of great value to me. If all goes as planed, I will be writing you from the airplane in my next post.
I have been doing research on my human slave person. She has a thing that is called a dog. It lives on land and is covered in hair. What an odd creature. I will try to make contact with this "dog", I wonder if it speaks English? So many questions... it may be of great value to me. If all goes as planed, I will be writing you from the airplane in my next post.
Friday, 6 May 2011
Welcome
Oh hai!
Welcome to my blog. The name's Professor Soapy Gumsalot. But you can just call me Professor. Or Soapy. Or Gumsy. Anything really, except a fish. Let's get this correct from the start. I am an axolotl. Not a fish, not a lizard, not a pokemon. Axolotl.
Right now, I am only beginning my mission. I a little over a month old, and still stuck with my brothers and sisters in a small container. I've started to grow my back legs and pretty soon, I will leave this place and fly across the country to where my secret lab is held.
You see, I have decided that my life's mission is to learn more about these human people folk. They are always looking in the tank, observing us. Little do they know that I, the Professor, am observing back. I may look cute and silly in my permanent neotenic state but it is all an act! So far, my future human slave person has fallen for it. And she will continue to be fooled! A silly antic here, a cute smile there... she will never know. But you, my trusty readers know the truth!
This is my biography, research, memoir...what have you. Follow along, it will be an adventure!
Welcome to my blog. The name's Professor Soapy Gumsalot. But you can just call me Professor. Or Soapy. Or Gumsy. Anything really, except a fish. Let's get this correct from the start. I am an axolotl. Not a fish, not a lizard, not a pokemon. Axolotl.
Right now, I am only beginning my mission. I a little over a month old, and still stuck with my brothers and sisters in a small container. I've started to grow my back legs and pretty soon, I will leave this place and fly across the country to where my secret lab is held.
You see, I have decided that my life's mission is to learn more about these human people folk. They are always looking in the tank, observing us. Little do they know that I, the Professor, am observing back. I may look cute and silly in my permanent neotenic state but it is all an act! So far, my future human slave person has fallen for it. And she will continue to be fooled! A silly antic here, a cute smile there... she will never know. But you, my trusty readers know the truth!
This is my biography, research, memoir...what have you. Follow along, it will be an adventure!
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