SPLAT!!!!!

Splat, do you really know what it sounds like?  It is a  very descriptive word, but today I actually understood the sound.......splat.  Yesterday I drove down to Sumiton to  the local produce stand, I spend way too much time there.  It's a small family owned business, third generation and they take great pride in their produce.  Some days I  just wish I had a kitchen there and I would cook all day long!

So, I bought fresh corn, vadalia  onions, and beefsteak tomatoes(ours are just starting to ripen, not fast enough)
and fresh melons.....a watermelon that must have weighed at least twenty-five pounds. I had bought a watermelon last week and it was so very sweet and juicy, summer time perfection!  Last night I placed it on my kitchen table, this morning I decided to move it to the kitchen counter top so I could put a  fresh table cloth on the table.  Blackie Bear as always when I am anywhere near the kitchen, decided that I needed his assistance.
His assistance is lying in the middle of the floor, eating.

I was at the table, putting the finishing touch on the cloth and fresh flowers.......I heard  SPLAT.......
you know it, that sound of ripe juicy succulent watermelon hitting the kitchen floor!!!!!!  I turned, I could already smell the sweetness of the melon, then I saw the aftermath......watermelon flesh all over the floor,
all over Blackie Bear,  seeds, juice, pulp......on the dog, on the floor, on the cabinet doors.  Blackie just lay there for a moment looking  stunned, then turned his head back to his bowl and continued to eat his kibble.

All I could do was laugh, it was an explosion of watermelon, red flesh, juice and seeds permeated every inch
of our tiny kitchen and that big old 100 pound black lab/chow mix.  It took me an hour to clean the kitchen and Blackie.....and  tonight as I walked barefoot across the kitchen floor, yep......a little bit of stickiness, a reminder of what SPLAT really sounds like!