The Sponge Slalom

I bolted past the toppled cereal box and charged straight toward the kitchen sink! Resting on the cool stainless-steel draining board was a bright yellow-and-green scouring sponge, propped tilted against a chrome dish rack. That looked just like an Olympic downhill slalom gate! I scooped up a smooth, shiny red bottle cap that had rolled near the drying mat, backed up three steps along the laminate, and gave it an energetic flick with both paws. Zip-ping! The cap shot cleanly between two upright metal prongs, banked sharply off the dense yellow foam of the sponge, and dropped straight into an empty ceramic coffee mug with a loud, ringing clatter! Direct hit on the afternoon cup!