Ok this is kind of gross but we're all kitty parents here so I'm going to tell it.
So. Yesterday, my partner sends out a Tweet saying he hears one of the cats throwing up (I automatically knew it was Casper) but, could not find where he did it. I Tweeted back "Try Harder" ROFL.
So. I come home at 7ish as usual. Typically we eat dinner in the living room, the house is quite small and we like to watch TV while we eat (no family room). I get up to fetch something else in the kitchen and there is this *odd* odor. I felt like it was coming from me but couldn't quite place what it was. And yet, knew it wasn't literally me.
Went back into the living room and was about to sit back on the (leather) couch when I notice this HUGE pile of half dried barf, squished into the couch. My heart sank as I realized I most likely had sat in it - and yes, it was me that stunk!
Apparently, he had thrown up on the pillow, but when I sat down the pillow moved, turned over and dumped it onto the couch. I, had been moving the pillow around to make matters worse, and stretching out on the couch so once my butt hit it, things went from bad to worse.
Anyway - turned to my BF, who had this now horrified look on his face. Thankfully, we both have a sense of humor but man oh man I was not pleased. Ran upstairs and stripped, and screamed down to him "LAUNDRY TIME!" (he almost always does the wash for us).
It's weird how when a human does this I gag like crazy and nearly get sick myself. But with the cats, IDK, it's just another thing to clean up. I guess this is how parents get with their children when they are ill? I never had kids, so I don't really know. But this certainly was a whole new level of "ICK" to contend with.
I/we will be way more cautious about where we sit/step the next time we hear one of them doing this, that's for sure!
Anyone else have something similar happen?
So. Yesterday, my partner sends out a Tweet saying he hears one of the cats throwing up (I automatically knew it was Casper) but, could not find where he did it. I Tweeted back "Try Harder" ROFL.
So. I come home at 7ish as usual. Typically we eat dinner in the living room, the house is quite small and we like to watch TV while we eat (no family room). I get up to fetch something else in the kitchen and there is this *odd* odor. I felt like it was coming from me but couldn't quite place what it was. And yet, knew it wasn't literally me.
Went back into the living room and was about to sit back on the (leather) couch when I notice this HUGE pile of half dried barf, squished into the couch. My heart sank as I realized I most likely had sat in it - and yes, it was me that stunk!
Apparently, he had thrown up on the pillow, but when I sat down the pillow moved, turned over and dumped it onto the couch. I, had been moving the pillow around to make matters worse, and stretching out on the couch so once my butt hit it, things went from bad to worse.
Anyway - turned to my BF, who had this now horrified look on his face. Thankfully, we both have a sense of humor but man oh man I was not pleased. Ran upstairs and stripped, and screamed down to him "LAUNDRY TIME!" (he almost always does the wash for us).
It's weird how when a human does this I gag like crazy and nearly get sick myself. But with the cats, IDK, it's just another thing to clean up. I guess this is how parents get with their children when they are ill? I never had kids, so I don't really know. But this certainly was a whole new level of "ICK" to contend with.
I/we will be way more cautious about where we sit/step the next time we hear one of them doing this, that's for sure!
Anyone else have something similar happen?