Up until now, I’ve used my smartphone as a pocket Internet device and an “avoid awkward social situations when I’m not in the mood to make small talk by pretending to text” machine…oh, and phone. I never understood the fascination with mobile games.
I just had to find the right game. My brain’s current state: “Where’s my phone? I need to check my game!” #TheStruggleIsReal
I’ve seen a lot of pictures floating around lately of pictures of young adults on their phones with captions like “Missing the beauty of the world one text at a time.” Do the creators of these “funny” images consider the fact that maybe the young adult is researching said beauty?
Mobile devices are useful. We have instant access to a vast, worldwide library of information (okay, and silly cat gifs too). Let us not forget that we can access GPS at the drop of a hat now. The kicker? All of this fits right in our pockets now. We can access it anywhere, anytime. Before I go off on a crazy tangent, I need to get back to the point of this post: my mobile addiction!
I consider it therapeutic. Life can be stressful, and let’s face it: adulting can be a handful sometimes!
It’s completely free, and you don’t have to “buy” anything to feel like you’re making progress. You start with a yard and some fish. You use the fish as currency to buy toys to attract the cats…Let your inner crazy cat lady shine!
There are no ads except for when you tap on “news” to get the daily password (you have to have wifi or mobile data turned on to get the password).
Sometimes you’ll see a cat holding a book in it’s mouth when you go to the menu “Marshmallow has a special brochure for you!” Tap it, and it’s an ad. I have to say it’s a clever way to get an ad into a game. It’s not invasive, and you choose whether or not you want to read cute little Marshmallow’s brochure.
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