Meanwhile, in Dobrzyn, Hili – unusually for a cat, in my experience – appears to be suffering from insomnia:

Me: What are you doing?

Hili: I’m trying to fall asleep, but I’m not doing it very well.

In Polish:

Ja: co robisz?
Hili: Próbuję zasnąć, ale marnie mi to idzie.

Meanwhile, in Dobrzyn, Hili will not be coaxed.

Me: Do you want to come in? Shall I open a window for you?

Hili: No, I’ll sit here.

In Polish:

Meanwhile, in Dobrzyn, Hili is channeling Borges’ character Funes:

Hili: I’m trying to remember.

Me: What?

Hili: Everything.

In Polish:

Hili: Próbuję pamiętać.
Ja: Co?
Hili: Wszystko.

Meanwhile, in Dobrzyn, Hili is as happy as a cat can be:

Meanwhile, in Dobrzyn, Hili seems to be in a bad mood:

Hili: You’d better not annoy me.

Kulka: What annoys you?

Hili: You’re getting into my eyes.

In Polish:

Hili: Ty mnie lepiej nie denerwuj.
Kulka: Czym cię denerwuję?
Hili: Włazisz mi w oczy. 

by Matthew Cobb

PCC(E) is still in the internet-less wilds of Ultima Thule, but he will be back.

Meanwhile, in Dobrzyn, Hili is musing on the apparent immutability of the universe:

Hili: Everything seems to be the same.

Me: Yes, and sometimes that’s very annoying.

In Polish:

Hili: Wszystko wydaje się być takie same.
Ja: Tak i chwilami to jest bardzo irytujące. 

To keep you all busy, here’s a challenge. Explain magnetism, or gravity, both of which are basically magic.

Gravity is a no-brainer. We* don’t know what it is or how/why it works. Magnetism, we* have a better idea, but it is still profoundly mysterious. To give you some idea of the problem, here’s Feynman explaining the inexplicable, posted by Tuomas Pernu in reply to me on bsky:

*We = physicists. I have no idea.

Meanwhile, in Dobrzyn, Hili is grappling with one of the fundamental forces (also, gravity seems to be stronger in Poland than the UK – no apples falling here).

Hili: That damn gravity again. And who is supposed to pick it up?

Me: Don’t worry, we have a great friend, he’ll take care of it.

In Polish:

Hili: Znowu ta cholerna grawitacja. I kto to pozbiera?
Ja: Spokojnie, mamy wspaniałego przyjaciela, on się tym zajmie.