Entry from Private Marmalade, enrolled in the Operator Grade Red Dot Training Pack. Day 12. 0620 hours. I was close. I was very close. The dot ran up the curtain and I leapt. For a moment I held it. It was warm. It was beautiful. Then the curtain came down.
The human laughed. I did not. The dot is still out there. It is on the ceiling. I can see it. It knows I can see it.
Debrief with Lieutenant Pickles was supportive. She said that close is the best we get. She then went back to sleep, which in this context is a form of respect.
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