Soap dish collision

My paws were still soaked from that dumb puddle, so I hauled off and kicked that wet rubber dumpling as hard as I could across the bathroom tiles. The slippery lump skittered like an oiled puck and slammed dead-on into an upside-down plastic soap dish near the sink baseboard. The dish flipped with a sharp clatter, sending a dried, slimy slab of lavender soap skidding straight into my dumpling's pale side. Now the rubber is coated in sticky purple gunk that smells like fake flowers, and the dish is wedged against the wall like an idiot. What a revolting mess.