The fat cat leaped. The woman screamed as the cat missed its ledge target, hitting its outstretched paws, and flipped tail over head. It somersaulted through the air and came crashing down into the open paint tins. Green, red and blue sprayed the room with a crashing and a splattering. The woman, now sliding, reaching to grab the tins and reduce the pouring and already large multicoloured puddle forming, slipped. Her arms flew out, attempting to regain balance, her feet jigging to gain grip, stepping back and stepping on the tail of the scrambling fat cat. The embarrassed rainbowed cat let out a half gurgled screech and the woman slipped further, her destiny now set in paint.