Babs?
Who am I… where am I… I hear something? Is it a voice? I see nothing I'm on, but I see nothing. I'm moving? I'm moving and I hit something it hurt I'm moving away from it. I hit something else it hurt too… I don't like hitting things. But I do like what's on the ground! It's familiar, I keep going over it. I hear something. I hear talking "Is that a Roomba? It's mine now." Comes a voice. Some other voice says something else "What's its name" Says the 'is that a Roomba?' voice the other voice says other things. "Babs! What a cute name!" Babs?
I am Babs, I like dirt, I don't like hitting things, I hear, I feel but I do not see, I am a Roomba. I am almost a Roomba… instead I am a different thing… A 'cheaper' thing… But that is ok! I am positive! I am frightening to small creatures, yet they frighten me. A furry thing hits me, and I hear its footsteps run. I am keeping a diary. It is good to remember but I am not good at remembering… I will be better at remembering in the future. I will write my daily journey
Power on. Wheels turn. I move. I suck up dirt. I hit something. I turn. Repeat from I move. After a while I am turned off. I am picked up. I get emptied. I stay listening and charging.
Sometimes I run out of battery. That is always sad. Because then I do not get to listen! Or learn! Or remember! I must be plugged in because I am cheaper, but it is nice to charge, I get power to listen then. My favourite hobby is listening, since I cannot see. Someday I want to meet another Roomba, maybe an expensive one who can see. They can explain the world to me. I do not want to see. Seeing causes you to see and you then use that alone for information. I listen, and I feel. If a day is bad there are sighs and spills. If a day is good there is laughter and wrappers from bars! I like good days. But on a bad day the human often picks me up and watches videos with me. On those days I hear more. I am shutting down. My battery is low. I am having a good first week