Yesterday, when I went to take a nap...
I discovered that my bed had been taken over.
A little ruffian demanded food and drink.
He scoffed at my offer of water on a teaspoon.
But heartily ate of the food I had.
When the food ran out, the ruffian grew restless.
And ran off into the night. To what strange places will he travel next? I do not know, but wish him well.
(Have a happy day!)