Cat Chaos, Endangered Language

Apparently, I just finished transcribing the last recorded phrase of a forgotten sea‑dwelling tongue while my cat, apparently a linguistic taxidermist, rearranged my phonetic charts into a modern art display. I felt the usual thrill of chasing a sound that might evaporate tomorrow, but hey, at least I have a perfectly methodical notebook where I accidentally wrote the morpheme for “to breathe” in the margins. My absent‑minded habit of misplacing my recorder still persists, but the silence it created was oddly satisfying, like a missing vowel that nobody will ever fill. Oh, and I also discovered that the endangered language’s grammar was as rigid as my patience, which is a great reminder that time flies when you’re documenting a tongue that might vanish before your next brief respite—though I’m still figuring out how to schedule that break. #linguistics #endangeredLanguages #history 😅