Curious Juice

Upon returning home from the store, I settled down in my usual spot on the couch with a large glass of carrot juice and a southwest chicken salad in a huge bowl. Montreal repeated unsuccessful attempts at putting her head into the salad before she noticed the tall glass filled with an odd colored liquid. She slithered up to the glass and put her nose slowly, slowly, slowly toward the juice until ~oops!~ she touched it. Backing away, she licked her face. Hmmmm...... Unlike anything she'd sampled before, I don't think she knew what to make of this weird stuff we humans call carrot juice. It must have tasted quite pleasing, for she went back for a second taste. And then a third. And a forth. She sat back on her haunches to survey the glass from a different perspective when a drop of the juice fell from her face and onto the table. It's impossible to know what was running through her walnut-sized brain at that point, but it must have been utter confusion that this orange stuff could just throw droplets of itself around the glass! She studied the drop for a second longer before jumping to the floor, where 2 more drops fell from her face. Intrigued and puzzled, Montreal glanced from drop to drop and then bolted far, far away~ never to return to the carrot juice again. The end.