Monday, February 15, 2010

the silent vomit


Now this is incredibly interesting.

With eight cats, I am very attuned to the noise of the hurl.  It seems to come in waves, as my cats all seem to get hairballs at about the same time (yes, I know, if I brushed them more regularly that wouldn't happen) and they all seem to like to do it in the middle of the night, in the bedroom.  I know if I'm not paying attention I am ending up with a foot full of hairball.

Well the other day we found a small pile on the bed.  It was a really odd thing because it hadn't been there when we woke up, and for the most part either myself or DH was in the bedroom or the master bath all morning long.  We just couldn't figure out what was going on.  We chalked it up to we must have missed it and moved on with the day.

the other night, I woke up and realized that Skippy is turning into a really adorable boy.  As mentioned before, he has his attention quota, and will snuggle with me or DH every single day.  Not just a pat me sort of thing, but a crawl up on to your chest, rest his head on your shoulder sort of snuggle.  The other night he decided to snuggle up with me while I was sleeping.  I sleep on my side with my top leg curled up to me as if I were doing a knee lift if I were standing.  This leaves a nice little hole for a kitty (Skippy) to snuggle into.  My heart just about melted when I woke up and found him there.  Was a little perturbed when Muffin and Jack - realizing I was awake and set about to see who could stick their nose up mine first and disturbed Skippy so he got up and left.  As he started walking away, he seemed to be preparing to vomit - sans any noise at all.  I wasn't quite sure that was what he was doing, but I wasn't taking any chances at all. I pushed him along, and he took two steps and started making the same physical movements of preparing to vomit.  I finally pushed Muff and Jack off me and herded Skippy off the bed, and at that point I heard the tell tale noise of a successful evacuation of one's stomach contents.  It was the weirdest thing ever.  I have cats that vomit delicately, and I have cats that vomit much like you would imagine a drunk biker dude would.  I have never in all my years of cat ownership and cat fostering had a cat that vomited silently.

Not quite sure I like it.  Nope, I don't like it one little bit.  I just know there is going to be toe squishing ickiness in my future

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