I witnessed a murder last night. It happened in my kitchen while I was making tea. I'd just finished boiling water, and I was perusing my collection of tea bags. As I leaned over the counter, trying to choose between, Red Nectar and Peach Perfection, I noticed movement out of the corner my eye. I looked to my right, and saw my cat, Enso, moving slowly across the floor on his stomach. It occurred to me that if he were 300 pounds bigger, he'd look just like one of those lions you see stalking prey on Discovery Channel . Then my attention went back to tea-making. Moments later, I heard a loud meow, followed by a crash. I turned just in time to see Enso leap off the counter top, and sprint from the room. The place on the counter where my precious Buddha statue normally sat was empty. The floor was covered in pieces of twisted metal and broken plaster. It took me a moment to realize what happened. Then I noticed one piece of plaster that looked like the fractu
by Sensei Alex Kakuyo