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RE: The Guinea-Pig Journal. No.2.
How about a boa constrictor? Needs very little care. Only gets VERY hungry once in a weekend.
We recommend open terrariums in view of the Animal Right to Open Sky and Clean Air Act 1971. (Ahhh... I think we have another excuse there, for you not to take a pet.)
Ever thought of a Homie?
Not too many Boas where I've been, but I've encountered a nice Anaconda or 2. Maybe I can get a Boa out of the Everglades for free; I heard they were an invasive species to be gotten rid of by the State declaring open season.
I still have to consider the benefits of the Homie, it sounds like the name of a gang member to me, ..or was that Homes? Why did they zoom in on the sad one?
It's a sad sad sad situation when you are running low on battery power (reason for sad face according to designer).
That is a sad situation indeed, especially when your companion forgets to plug you in.
I found Homie to be an interesting item. On one hand it's sad to think that we will all be attended to by machines in old age, on the other it looks like an artificial Dog can provide service where a human can't or won't. Edit: If programmed to automatically seek a recharge when battery power is low, it also fulfills the zero/low care requirement that many will cite as the reason for not having a real Dog.
I suppose it is sadder to think of neglected dogs and so the Homie is a safer bet.
I guess the point is that the Homie equally inspires the old person to feel young at heart as might otherwise a pet dog. One might have to worry that they will be so full of energy that they will be asking for a real dog next! And throwing parties for all their rediscovered loved-ones and friendly neighbours and kindly carers.
Another consideration why the Homie is ideal could be that a happier old fogie makes for an easier object to care for. Try putting a toddler to bed with the Cuddly lost in some gutter somewhere....
One might be persuaded to worry a little about the Homie though, at a certain stage, in specific instances, (when in the care of a temperamental, mentally volatile person).... I mean it's not like they don't have feelings...
Look at these ones and weep:
lost – toy bunny
"Forgotten Love".
How can Love be forgotten?
Indeed, perhaps it can only be lost.
Dear Double Agent,
A veritable question of much value, my friend!
I recommend you check out my new post which raises an adverting finger to the problem with heuristical suppositions as made by our fellow commenter OV (see here). May you keep your question warm and well catered for to impregnate her with true wisdom.
Questions are the beginning to the end of any problem.
Thank you for your profound meataphysical inquiry.
Just look around and know it is so. We seldom lose our keys really; they usually turn out to have been placed somewhere we forgot about.
Negligence is forgetfulness and out of this most of us are born. We forgot to love and procreation just happened.
Many resources develop this line of exploration. If you lived in my area I would invite you to take a look in my library so that you might deepen your own thoughts on this spiritual reality with the help of another couple of thousand thinkers deeply concerned about our collective amnesis.