Dough to Bread (Otherwise Untitled)
#230 of Short Stories
A squirrel uses the oven.
~ The squirrel peered at the baking pans as she slapped the kitchen timer into silence. The loaf of dough in each was a mishapen and tangled mass of sticky goop, though it appeared to be a fair bit larger than when she had left it to set the hour before.
~ A soft smile drifted across her cheeks as she loaded each into the oven, and a nervous chuckle as she set the timer for half another hour.
~ "Well.. I have thirty minutes before I find out just how badly this has gone.", she reminded herself.