How many many times have we all done this? Got up in the middle of the night and stepped right into the squishy wet of cat barf. Didn’t bother to turn on the light, just hopped to the shower, turned it on, stuck my foot in and made a mental note not to walk in that spot until I cleaned in up in the morning.
And then this morning, I step right on it again. Expletive, expletive. But when I look down it isn’t cat barf at all but one very large and very soggy Pom Pom, dunked in her water bowl and carried to the bedroom for some late night playing by my sweet girl Willow.
And then this morning, I step right on it again. Expletive, expletive. But when I look down it isn’t cat barf at all but one very large and very soggy Pom Pom, dunked in her water bowl and carried to the bedroom for some late night playing by my sweet girl Willow.
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