She shrugged and took the bowl from the Sister, her porridge was thick enough to cut with a knife. A little heavy for this time of year, but come the really bad weather it would keep the cold out for hours.<br/><br/>Breakfast eaten and dishes washed, her contribution towards the upkeep of the hostel, tonight she'd do some more housework to make up for only having to wash hers and the staff's breakfast things, Zed left by the back door.<br/>Dog greeted her again like a long lost friend and with him walking to heal beside her, she made her way through the streets to the Big Issue office.<br/><br/>Traffic was just beginning to start pushing it's way through the streets, the early nose of the rush hour rat that would have the roads jammed by the time she got out with her magazines and onto her street corner.<br/>She enjoyed this time of day, it was like watching the city coming into bloom again, even if it didn't quite smell like a meadow and felt a little spring in her step.<br/>Zed enjoyed her summers in the country, doing any sort of work she could grab hold of, sleeping in barns or under hedges, but come the winter.....well it was far better and much warmer here in the city.<br/>