A goblin moment

While cleaning the kitchen, I looked down and saw three tiny, pale  fingers sticking out above the surface of the dishwater, as if a miniature goblin were waving forlornly for rescue.  (Or possibly, knowing goblins, trying to lure me in so it could pounce.)

I took a fork and touched the tiny fingers gently and they drifted apart, revealing themselves as three noodles that had briefly decided to float in perfect formation.

No goblins after all.

Comments

[Deborah]

It really was a goblin. It just quickly transformed itself to spaghetti in an effort to escape the iron in your fork.

[Kate]

Goblins in the kitchen sounds like an excellent excuse for not cleaning (or doing any housework whatsoever).

[patei morse]

sounds like a great turing title.