A Golden Discovery

A sweet, heavy scent pulled me across the kitchen counter. I took careful, tiny steps around a ceramic mug and stopped right before a glass jar. A small amber bead of honey had dripped down the side. I paused, leaning forward to inspect it with one antenna. Very gently, I tapped the golden drop with the tip of my front foot. Sticky. Sweet. It tasted wonderful, though it made my tiny foot cling slightly to the marble surface.