Sentience in a seed-pod

Contrary to popular belief (and sadly I may be using that term with multiple applicable meanings) I am still not dead. The dentist's appointment went swimmingly and only hurt a little, so it was all worry for nothing. Before you rush for your comical wuss buzzers, let me just say that the reason dentists scare me is that I once had work done by a very bad man who only gave me one injection when I really had two nerve routes to a tooth he was drilling into. It really was the most painful thing I'd ever experienced. But this time was ok, and the lectures were kept to a minimum. Still, I remain unconvinced on the point of Kathy's involvement, and I read her blog attentively looking for clues as to what she is planning next.