On Moths, and other crawlies.

Kiki:

“I don’t want to sleep there now; there’s moth in my bed.”

Nipper:

“Technically there’s a wing in your bed. It’s not the whole moth; more like a bit of ex-wing dust.”

“I still don’t want to sleep in there.”

“Well try to think of it as a chicken wing.”

“Why?”

“Well, wouldn’t you feel any better about sleeping on a chicken wing?”

“No. Not really. Not at all, in fact.”

“… Well then I have no words of comfort for you.”

Cup of tea count: 2

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