Hello and welcome to Dinosaur Bear!

I emerge today from the ether of the interwebs to share with you a brief but important message.

For the first time in known history we have a dual-Thomas situation.

Now, if you are unsure of what a Thomas is, I can’t fault you because even if you do read this blog my posts are pretty sporadic anymore. But as a quick refresher, from my Who’s Who page:

Thomas is actually a line of sentient pumpkins who come to live with me around October and have been known to stick around for as long as an entire year or more.

You may also be interested in some posts I made featuring Thomas VI and Thomas VII, with VII’s post in particular having further links to additional posts featuring a Thomas in some capacity or another.

So the basic gist is thus, since 2014 an ancient eldritch beast in the form of a pumpkin has come to stay with me. They show up each year without fail, though they come in various shapes, sizes, and colors – you always know it is a Thomas. There’s an energy in the air about them. I’m guessing the Great Pumpkin might have also been a Thomas.

So what makes this year’s Thomas, Thomas XII, so special?

Well as indicated above, Thomas XII arrived while Thomas XI was still on its throne. And yes, this means Thomas XI the pumpkin has been around for over an entire year at this point. If that doesn’t indicate the supernatural that lurks beneath the pumpkin-y surface then I don’t know what does.

Thomas XII (foreground) makes its initial introduction to Thomas XI (cameo with Little Friend 2.0) – they were kept distant at first to prevent thermo-pumpkulin meltdown.

And this, dear reader, is uncharted territory for us all. Despite my decade-plus experience in dealing with Thomases (Thomasi?), I was never trained in how to deal with two of them. Whether this is a portent of boon or bane, your guess is as good as mine. I don’t know if they will make war with each other, if they will make peace, if they will band together against us, or perhaps one Thomas will just cannibalize the other and merge into a Super Thomas. I shall wait from my recently constructed crawlspace bunker and observe accordingly.

So in the meantime, tread lightly upon the Earth knowing that two Thomases exist among us. Only time will tell if this will bring an age of strife, of bounty, or if absolutely nothing will change at all because Thomas exists on an entirely different realm of consciousness and doesn’t suffer the machinations of mere mortals.

All hail Thomas XI and Thomas XII, forever may they reign.

-Taco

(For legal reasons I have to state that this post was not written under threat of pumpkin-based annihilation, definitely not at all.)