Tuesday, April 5, 2016

if you have a sensitive stomach . . .

bypass this post.  please.  your significant other will thank you.

at a little after 4:00, kidlet decides she needs a nap before dinner.  not a problem.  i am on my laptop on one side of the bed and she decides to nestle on the other side.  we have a couple of fleece blankets we use if it is cool like today.

so there i am, on my laptop tapping away.  kidlet reaches for the smaller throw and snaps it in the air to unfold it to make her nest.  i'm sitting there stunned as i watch gobs of what looks like chocolate chip cookie dough fly across the rooms and land on the mirror over the low bureau.  if ever there was a time to say WTF, this would be it.

she starts rolling in laughter and squealing with delight while i am still trying to take it all in.  and then i realize the truth.

someone with four little legs and a tail had apparently vomited on the blanket which because airborne with the snap of kidlets hands:
 and there across the entirety of the room is cat vomit glued to the mirror, its frame and several of the photo frames.
little feline patties of vomit.  note the furry edges.

i'm sorry but this is one of life's little impossibilities come to fruition.

namaste.

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