SUBJECT 982
Day One
Amalgamating two mammalian forms, even ones of such dramatically different sizes, is easy by now. With its first tentative Stomps around the containment pen, it is clear that the subject is of a more feline, rather than porcine, disposition - though it does not mewl as much as oink.
Day Four
The subject is exceedingly rambunctious. This is not in itself a problem, but the creature does not perhaps realise the scale of its new frame, nor the strength therein. It crushed one of my assistants wholesale when it rubbed up against their leg. (Note to self - hire/kidnap/create more staff.)
I have devised a technique to distract the subject and make feeding times a far lesser ordeal - a 50-kilo ball of steel wire. The subject is captivated by this new toy and I’m pleased I picked someone else’s brains to think of it. The sight of the specimen playing with the ball is undeniably cute.
Day Five
The subject is nowhere to be seen and there is a subject-shaped hole in the wall of the lab. This is concerning.
Day Six
To my surprise, the subject has returned to the lab of its own volition - its jaws clamped around the writhing form of an injured Gyarados. Unequipped as I am to deal with the throes of an enraged sea monster, I was forced to beat a hasty retreat as it became apparent that the subject was attempting to deliver its new toy to me as some sort of gift. Despite the inconvenience, I am pleased to see the subject again and must admit I am somewhat touched by this novel behaviour.
I do rather wish that the subject hadn’t simply walked straight through the repaired wall again. Evidently, the reinforcement put in place was not enough.
Day 51
After over a month of comings and goings, settling into a well-established routine of naps and exceedingly careful chin-scritches with the aid of personal protective gear, I must report that I have discovered another facet of the specimen’s behaviour.
It transpires that the subject is not fussy about the company it keeps; it has been spending several days a week visiting the Frank-N-Furter Laboratory in the mist-wreathed forest down the road from Stow-on-Side. It has apparently had a whale of a time destroying their walls, crushing their staff, and bringing them wholly inappropriate presents.
I am… not sure how to feel about this. One thinks one gets to know a stitched-together test subject, only to find it taking advantage of the hospitality of others.
There is only one thing for it - I shall have to invest in an industrial-strength collar.
Day One
Amalgamating two mammalian forms, even ones of such dramatically different sizes, is easy by now. With its first tentative Stomps around the containment pen, it is clear that the subject is of a more feline, rather than porcine, disposition - though it does not mewl as much as oink.
Day Four
The subject is exceedingly rambunctious. This is not in itself a problem, but the creature does not perhaps realise the scale of its new frame, nor the strength therein. It crushed one of my assistants wholesale when it rubbed up against their leg. (Note to self - hire/kidnap/create more staff.)
I have devised a technique to distract the subject and make feeding times a far lesser ordeal - a 50-kilo ball of steel wire. The subject is captivated by this new toy and I’m pleased I picked someone else’s brains to think of it. The sight of the specimen playing with the ball is undeniably cute.
Day Five
The subject is nowhere to be seen and there is a subject-shaped hole in the wall of the lab. This is concerning.
Day Six
To my surprise, the subject has returned to the lab of its own volition - its jaws clamped around the writhing form of an injured Gyarados. Unequipped as I am to deal with the throes of an enraged sea monster, I was forced to beat a hasty retreat as it became apparent that the subject was attempting to deliver its new toy to me as some sort of gift. Despite the inconvenience, I am pleased to see the subject again and must admit I am somewhat touched by this novel behaviour.
I do rather wish that the subject hadn’t simply walked straight through the repaired wall again. Evidently, the reinforcement put in place was not enough.
Day 51
After over a month of comings and goings, settling into a well-established routine of naps and exceedingly careful chin-scritches with the aid of personal protective gear, I must report that I have discovered another facet of the specimen’s behaviour.
It transpires that the subject is not fussy about the company it keeps; it has been spending several days a week visiting the Frank-N-Furter Laboratory in the mist-wreathed forest down the road from Stow-on-Side. It has apparently had a whale of a time destroying their walls, crushing their staff, and bringing them wholly inappropriate presents.
I am… not sure how to feel about this. One thinks one gets to know a stitched-together test subject, only to find it taking advantage of the hospitality of others.
There is only one thing for it - I shall have to invest in an industrial-strength collar.
