I was brushing my teeth. There was a flash of black and white. It was Harvey at full speed. Hearing the running water and wanting to play with the stream, he ran into the bathroom, jumped up on the toilet seat (which was open), dexterously avoided falling in, and still at full speed, leapt for the sink.
Being a bit off-balance as a result of having to avoid falling into the toilet, Harvey missed his target with all four feet but caught it with two. Unfortunately, one of these landed, not on the solid surface of the sink but on the tube of open toothpaste. The toothpaste, as it is wont to do, splorted out and the tube fell to the floor. Harvey dangled a second by his two front feet struggling to get a grip on the un-grippable surface then fell into the trash can next to the sink. The trash can fell to its side. Harvey shot from the room. I cleaned my mirror.