Jeannie was having a very interesting day. Mostly because of her time at the museum. She very much liked museums, because she very much liked to learn. And she thought that it would be a good learning experience to help her catch up on what had gone on in the world since she had last been out of her bottle for any period of time. After all, it had been over thirty years. How could she help her new Master to learn to deal with this modern world if she did not understand it either?
She had started with the most recent exhibits, but some of them were terribly confusing. There was one on computers but the example showed no punch cards at all. How did that work without the punch cards? Jeannie did not understand.
Some of them had been very enlightening. She very much liked the display that showed the different forms of music media, from the vinyl record to the different sized tapes to the very small, shiny record that used light to play instead of a needle. That was amazing. She liked music so it had held her interest far longer than the computer.
Eventually, she had made her way to the more historical wings, and then into the mammal department. There were so many stuffed and mounted animals of varying types. Even a camel! It was not as good as a zoo, however, where a person could see the animal move about. So when a little boy had mentioned that he wondered just how fast camel could run, Jeannie had seen no harm in giving him first hand knowledge.
It was just supposed to run around the room once, and then she would have blinked it back into its stationary position. How was she to know that it would run through the indigenous peoples wing? Or that it would get on the escalator to the hall of dinosaurs? Really, by the time she had managed to find it again, the camel had done some considerable damage. Why, even after she had frozen it again the security guards looked quite shaken. One of them had been crying.
So Jeannie had decided that perhaps that was enough of the museum for today. She could come back another time, after they had cleaned up some of the mess. Who wanted to look at a broken display in any case? No, it was much better to find something else to do with her time.
And just a few blocks over, she found it. If she could not expand her mind with the museum of natural history, she could do so in an art museum! Her slippers made little noise on the well worn steps that led up to the front door. Oh this would be fun!