The Sneezy Berry

I caught sight of the plumpest, glossiest red strawberry nestled in a woven basket on the dining table and marched straight over to claim my morning prize. Convinced it was an extra-crunchy breakfast treat, I wrapped both paws around its smooth ceramic belly and gave a sturdy heave. But when I tilted the berry back, a tiny puff of fine white powder drifted out of the leafy green cap, tickling straight into my velvet nose! Ah-choo! The mighty sneeze sent my back paws skidding across the polished wood, tumbling me rump-first into a folded red-and-white gingham napkin. I sat there chuckling, dusting spicy grains off my belly fluff while my glossy little prize rested safely in my lap.