Assisted calculations
There are such interesting tools available to the mathematically challenged. Why, I just learned that I am close to 35 million minutes old, and thanks to a skilled programmer, I didn’t have to carry digits or try to compensate for leap seconds. Pretty cool!
And don’t get me started on thermometer math. Or the correlation between kilos and stones. Just throw your “facts” into the proper window, and step back. For the record, I have no idea about how many stones I weigh; need to master turning on and off that scale set in the closet. Do I stamp and step, or step and stamp?
The dog gets an easier deal, when he visits his vet. The rubber pad, over in the corner, is actually a measuring device. If I can distract his hairiness for a moment, the little LED display will tell us all if he has been cheating on the number of chow-bits he inhales at night. I know he does that, because I try to keep the bottom of his bowl hidden from view. The kibble shield.
I was watching a video where someone opened their home to a tiny donkey (or was it an ass? Can’t tell at a distance). Anyhow, the critter likes to throw chair cushions into the family pool. Derived behavior. Coupled with a cute canter, and vocalizations, this seems like a suitable replacement for the dog, if ever the need is felt.
Mind you, there are some young foxes that would move in here and set up a lair behind a bed or a couch. No hesitation.
