It's a known fact: Where there is cat, there is vomit. We choke on anything and everything, and when we don't, we ingest our own fur and make ourselves sick. There's nothing like a good retch!
It becomes a lot more interesting when there are two cats. Of course there is still vomit, but there is also the added intrigue of just who did it! This question has plagued Andy since Dana and I were kittens. He would come home, find a chuck on the floor somewhere and have absolutely no idea who to yell at, so we'd both get away with it.
Now the answer is, it is usually my regurgitations he finds. But last night, Andy was disturbed by the sounds of coughing, and switched the lights on to find Dana choking on some dry biscuits. She spat them up, he checked she was okay, told her off for making a pig of herself, cleaned the mess, and went back to bed.
But now I have won myself a free pass, because it will be Dana who is blamed for every little mess he finds lying around for quite some time. I think I'll help myself to some extra gravy with my dinner tonight. It might just disagree with me!
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You really shouldn't posting these secrets online. Andy might -when there's nothing to watch on telly and can't download anything 'cos the net is down- might stumble upon this post.
Hang on a sec..... if the internet is down, how the heck is he going to read this????
Post away.....
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