Act of Compassion

Or survival instinct, call it what you wish. I have seen it, at the corner of my eye, not clearly in focus but I'm positive that Kitchen Liberation Front have been circling the block for some time now, or it might just have been a reflection in the window of maggot movement in the one week old pancake batter bowl. To avoid further uncertainties, difficult of breathing, violent convulsions and finally death; I did the dishes this morning.

I am now celebrating the endeavour with a cup of Assam enhanced with a spoon of cloud berry honey. He is training me well, although the Marmite still has a long way to go.