No Worry About That

My friend Molly is a speed demon. She has found the ability to eat so quickly that no other creature around her has a chance to steal any of her food. She learned this skill I do not know where, but she is safe in her meal. Her challenge comes from another place. On occasion, she realizes that what she has eaten has found its way onto the floor...and the smell is atrocious.

Fortunately, Molly has never had need of worrying about the mess. This man comes around, grumbles and the pile of regurgitation disappears, and suddenly Molly realizes that she is hungry, but she doesn't worry. The food will appear when the man comes.