Spike spent his days doing what must be done to survive. He was luckier than most. He had room, board and food included. All he was required to do was amuse visitors who stopped by. Life seemed good but his constant pacing worried his friends.
“Spike, why do you spend so much time pacing?”
“I’m just looking for food, Roo.”
“But surely it is pointless. You’re given all the food you need.”
“My kind always has plenty of points, mate.”
Roo gave a laugh, “All echidnas do.”
Spike smiled back, “Hop it! I’ve ants to find.”
Kangaroo bounded off to the rest of his mob.