The cat is smarter than I am

I needed to wash my hands before making the fruit salad for tonight's dessert. I would usually do this in the wash house, which is next to the kitchen. However, a few minutes prior to this, the cat had been scratching at the wash house door, wanting to come in. I didn't want her in, as Aidan had fallen asleep on the chair while reading one of his favourite books. I knew that the cat would attempt enthusiastic licking of him upon her entry, thus prematurely waking the small boy.

Aha! I thought - I'll use the bathroom instead. Of course, as soon as I opened the bathroom door, there was a flash of fur as the cat ran out from her hidey hole....

Foiled! Outwitted by a feline!

p.s.: Fortunately the cat's desired destination was our bed, which in this circumstance I allowed...