“Preheat the oven to 350 degrees,” Susie muttered as she read the directions for the cake. “Okay. Then grease the pans and coat them lightly in flour. No problem.”
She set the box aside and turned on the oven to preheat. Then she gathered the eggs and oil and set them aside on the small kitchen island where she was going to be preparing the mix. Then she got the shortening and flour and pans out and set them aside.
As she was gathering everything together, her black cat, Sable, came into the kitchen, curious to see what she was doing and if there was any yummy food involved.
Sable approached the kitchen island as Susie was greasing up the cake pans. She watched Susie set the greased pans down and pour some flour into the sifter. Intrigued, Sable stood up on her hind legs and reached up to the island’s counter top, trying to get a better look at Susie’s actions.
Unfortunately, Susie has inadvertently put the bag of flour very close to the edge of the counter top and Sable’s paws bumped it. The flour bag tipped over. Sable jumped away quickly, but not quickly enough. Flour still managed to cover the curious kitty’s head. With a startled cry, the cat darted away to cower in a nearby corner
“Oh no!” Susie cried out, setting the sifter down and staring at the mess. “Sable! What did you do?!”
Susie looked around and spotted the cowering cat. She chuckled. “Oh, Sable! You look like you belong to the Uruk-hai now!”
Sable glared at Susie as she continued to laugh. When she stopped laughing, Susie cleaned up the mess, then cleaned up Sable and gave the kitty a treat in apology. Then she went back to baking her cake. Sable continued to supervise, but from a safer distance.
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “directions”: