High Fiber Shower

This morning I fixed my self a bowl of grape-nuts (with Splenda, I don't own sugar) and sat down on the couch to eat it and to watch some TV. Norbert, feeling sociable, hopped up on my lap to try to stick her nose in my cereal. I shooed her away and she settled back down on my lap. When I reached down to pick up the remote, Norbert perked up seeing an opportunity to strike. She reared back, and with all her might, took a downward swipe at the unattended spoon handle thereby flinging soggy grape-nuts everywhere. And I do mean everywhere. They got on the remote, the floor, my bathrobe, my couch, my face, and the coffee table. In fact they got on everything but Norbert.

I think it was premeditated.