A Mysterious Disc Has Appeared in Meow City

A mysterious disc has appeared in Meow City - cover image

🐾 The War on Cat Fur, and a Robot Vacuum

Another Rowdy Day, Meow | EP01


Rimbaud gazing at the trading tower from a tiny room in Meow City
Rimbaud gazing at the trading tower from his tiny room in Meow City

Look, I won’t sugarcoat it — this apartment isn’t exactly impressive, meow.

Third floor of a cramped walk-up in Meow City. One cushion, one monitor, one window. That’s the whole kingdom. But through that window, I can see the top of the Trading Tower — and that alone makes this place worth every penny, meow.

Someday I’ll be up there. This genius cat will make it happen.

…I was dreaming that grand dream one afternoon when—

“ACHOO—!!”

A sneeze attack hit me.

I looked down at the floor. My black fur was tumbling around like tiny tumbleweeds. Was that yesterday’s fur? The day before? Honestly, it could’ve been from last week. And who’s supposed to clean it up? Well, I’m the only one in this room, so…

Right when a golden cross was about to form on the chart — five consecutive sneezes. Instead of hitting the buy button, I was holding my nose in sheer misery.

“…This is clearly a trading environment problem, meow.”


That night, a delivery arrived from my hooman.

The box was suspiciously large. I gave it a careful sniff. Metal. Plastic. Nothing dangerous, probably.

I opened it.

Flat. Round. Black.

…What the heck is this thing.

I stared it down for three seconds. Well, technically I stared it down alone since this thing doesn’t even have eyes.

Then it went “WHIRRR—” and started moving.

Under my cushion. Behind my monitor. Into my sacred tail territory.

Unacceptable, meow. This is a clear territorial violation—

…Huh?

I looked behind me and the path it had taken was sparkling clean. All the tumbleweed fur — completely gone.

“………….”

I don’t want to admit it. I really don’t.

But the floor IS clean, meow.


Rimbaud diving into the sea of reviews
Rimbaud diving deep into the review ocean

🔍 Analyzing 30,000 Robot Vacuum Reviews

You think this genius cat would just accept a mystery disc without doing research? Not a chance, meow.

I dove deep into the Review Ocean.

For the uninitiated — the Review Ocean is a vast sea of data hidden beneath Meow City. Reviews and ratings from around the world swim around like fish. Glowing gems are the good reviews; dark, sharp-edged ones are… well, you can guess.

I swam through 30,000 entries and here’s what I caught.

What the glowing gems all agree on:

Suction power is insane — 78% mentioned it. At 19,000Pa, my fur is just an appetizer. Auto-empties its dustbin — 65%. You only need to think about it once a month. AI maps your home — 52%. It learns every corner by itself, meow.

Rough gems from the dark depths:

It’s loud — 34% complained. Run it at 3am and your neighbor comes knocking. Mopping isn’t perfect — 28%. It can’t fully replace human hands. It’s expensive — 22%. The eternal flaw of all material goods.

But here’s where it gets interesting.

I filtered all 1-star reviews and found — only 12% were actual “product is broken” complaints.

The other 88%?

“Not as good as I expected” — 43%. What exactly were you expecting, meow? A robot that also does your laundry?
“It’s too loud” — 28%. The spec sheet literally said 60dB. Did nobody read it?
“Mopping isn’t perfect” — 17%. If you expect grandma’s touch from a robot, you’re gonna have a bad time, meow.

Lesson: Star ratings are just numbers. The real truth is in the details.

Same goes for trading. Staring at chart numbers alone tells you nothing, meow. You’ve gotta read the context behind the numbers to see the real picture.


Of course, nothing comes free.

While cleaning, this thing lifted my cushion and exposed the 3 emergency treats I’d hidden underneath — right out in the open, bathed in light.

Those were my emergency rations, meow. ACTUAL emergency supplies. I’d been sneaking them one by one over the past month, building up my secret stash.

My hooman saw them and laughed.

Nothing about this is funny, meow.

And another thing. When this disc charges, it makes this “beep—” sound, and at 2am while I’m deep in chart analysis, that noise nearly gives me a heart attack. I almost hit the sell button for real, meow.


⭐ Robot Vacuum Verdict — Rimbaud’s Rating

Rimbaud’s Rating: ★ 3.8 / 5

Here’s the honest truth.

If you have pets, just buy a robot vacuum, meow. The floor fur problem actually gets solved. This isn’t a luxury — it’s survival.

🏆 2026 Robot Vacuum Comparison & Picks

Getting specific:

Best value → Roborock S8. Top-tier suction at a fair price.
Best overall → Dreame L40 Ultra. Quietest, and the all-in-one station is purr-fectly convenient.
Small spaces → Ecovacs N20 Pro. Perfect fit for compact rooms.

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🌙 Robot Vacuum — Fine, I’ll Admit It, Meow

That night.

I sprawled out on the clean floor, belly up.

Charts looked crisp. No more sneezing. What my nose touched wasn’t dust — it was the cool, smooth floor.

The disc was resting quietly on its charging dock. Moments ago it was an intruder; now it felt more like… a comrade, meow.

“Fine. You’re not bad, meow.”

🏠 Apartment Progress: ██░░░░░░░░ 15%
📈 Trading Rank: D
🧹 Floor Cleanliness: ★★★★★

But here’s the weird thing.

Now that the floor’s clean, I’m noticing something I’d missed. The air feels… kinda thick? When I take a deep breath, something stuffy catches in my throat.

I looked outside. The Meow City sky was hazy.

…Probably just my imagination?

🐾


Written & analyzed by: Rimbaud | From a tiny apartment in Meow City

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