So, my morning began by cleaning up cat puke containing a whole dead grasshopper -- SO glad we're letting them outside now.... The puke wasn't on the bed (thank god) or on the floor -- it was under the bed on top of a plastic zipper bag containing winter coats. But it can't be ALL on the bag -- it's got to be half off the bag, and all over the zipper.
Here are some pictures to remind us of why we love our cats despite the puking.
(for those wondering "Where was Iain when all this was happening? ", he was on a 6am conference call -- I think that rivals the cat puke for grossness)
2 comments:
We know the feeling well. And with Brians old cat it wasn't puke, it was urine. Fun times.
soo true...lola is a champion puker.
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