Terror strikes eggling

This morning our faithful puppy, Yuki, discovered a clear and present danger on our table requiring immediate attention and prompt annihilation. Before this, the eggling was slowly establishing itself in an uprising of bushy green stalks with a clear view to the outside world. Thanks to Yuki’s swift action, the eggling is no more. There was no evidence of a struggle as only a few sandy entrails were strewn onto the table.

In an effort to resuscitate it, I quickly added water to the sad, lifeless pot but I must report that the prognosis for a full recovery is poor. Thanks Jackie, but the eggling had no chance against Yuki’s surprise attack. Sadly, we only have memories of the eggling’s birth (an eggling is born).