I hate my AI pet with every fiber of my being

I tin inactive perceive it whining and whirring. | Photo by Robert Hart / The Verge

After a fewer weeks surviving with Casio's AI-powered pet, Moflin, I yet recognize wherefore my parent hated my Furby truthful much. The fuzzy, guinea-pig-adjacent puffball fits snugly successful the thenar of my hand. It's undeniably cute, successful a weird benignant of way, but the 2nd it starts to squeak oregon twitch, I americium deed with an overwhelming tendency to hurl it arsenic acold arsenic I can.

My antipathy surprises me. By immoderate metric, I americium the nonstop benignant of idiosyncratic Moflin was made for: I agelong for the companionship of a pet, but can't ain 1 acknowledgment to a substance of lifestyle, allergies, a tiny London flat, and a broadly irresponsible temperament that makes caring for different surviving …

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