With the greatest of ease

[emelbe]

Her, on the couch: Can I have a some strawberries? Like three?

Me, in the kitchen with the strawberries but doing something that I didn’t want to walk away from right then: I don’t know, can you catch three?

Her: Let’s find out.

Me: [throws one]

Cat, on the couch between her and the kitchen: [startles, looks up, looks at her, looks at me, looks up]

Me: [throws another]

Cat: [startles, stares intently at the spot above her that the strawberry just passed through]

Her: Great. Now she thinks strawberries can fly.

Me: [throws the last one] We should throw strawberries from now on. That should be their principal method of relocation.

Cat: [continues to stare intently at the spot above her that the strawberries passed through for another five minutes]