I had been sitting on the toilet with the lid down as I scooped out the litter box. Annabelle chose that moment to let me know how much she loved me, chattering away and rubbing against me. When I finished scooping, I picked her up, petted her, and then tried to stand. I lost my balance and fell backward over the toilet. She jumped out into the hallway, my lower back hit the sink, and I landed in a tangle on my back between the tub and the toilet. I missed her water dish and I missed the little box. Luckily, I also missed cracking my head on the edge of the tub or the sink.