It is very hard running a sophisticated organization like ours when your chief operating officer is a bug who has been squashed by a falling limb in the Halloween snowstorm.
But it’s the truth.
Scaby was told in no uncertain terms that if he didn’t shovel the path to the barn/laboratory by 6 p.m. that night, he would be squashed like a bug by none other than me. I don’t know if he was shaking from fear or the cold, but there he was, shovelling as best as his 6 legs could manage, when all of a sudden I heard “crack” and a branch from a nearby ash came crashing down and whomped poor Scaby on the head, well actually on his entire body (since he is so small).
Anyway, that was that for Scaby.
A brief moment, if you will. For Scaby.
The good news, if there is any, is that this kind of thing has happened to Scaby before. In fact, we keep careful Synchronicity Code sequence data for times when Scaby has met an unfortunate end in the past, only to be brought back to life via the modern scientific miracle known as cloning.
Trouble is, whenever this sort of thing happens, it takes a lot of effort to bring Scaby back. Not to do another clone, that’s fairly easy and quick. The problem is that then I have to go through the super-laborious process of re-minding Scaby, where he first came from in Switzerland, how he discovered synchronicity, which was then pilfered by Heir Dr. Jung, and so on. The worst part of it is that Scaby hates working with computers. He complains about the buttons being too hard to push. I guess I’m sympathetic, given that he is the size of a bug, which I can confess to you, but not him. You give Scaby any sympathy at all and the next thing he wants to cuddle with you at night.
I wonder if I would feel differently if Scaby were an Anima.
Well, sorry we’ve been dealing with all this for about a month. But its not our fault!
And besides, its the Holiday Season. Who really wants to hear about the dire events that LOOM RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER.
The only comfort I have for you, since I’m in a rush, is the following prediction:
The world will not end on December 21, 2012, despite what the Mayan wannabes say.