Have you ever wondered what projectile cat vomit sounds like from above your head?

Have you ever wondered what projectile cat vomit sounds like from above your head? No? Me either, but I sure as hell found out... Stop reading now if you don't wanna find out.. or don't your choice.. 

So I have three cats one orange one called Alistor.
One kitten that is two faced.. half black half orange called Bellatrix. And one grey fluffy one who is named Monty. This story focuses on the grey one.

This morning when I got up the cats were out of food. I went to feed them and the bag was empty.
I thought that's fine I'll grab food after work no big deal..

So work is done I come home and feed the cats.

If you have ever had a cat you know that when their dish is empty it is like the end of the world and they let you know about it.. 

I feed them, the grey one Monty jumps up right away to eat. He apparently feels the most "starved and neglected." Their dish is up on the dryer because my dog will eat their food. Anyhow no big deal. Fill the bowl walk away.

I go and sit on the couch and beside the couch is a half wall that wraps around the stairs. About four feet tall. The cats like sitting and lying up there to scare the crap outta me. 

I am sitting on the couch browsing Netflix or something and all of a sudden I hear the one noise a cat owner hates... Puking...

I turn and look, above me on the half wall is my grey cat Monty.

Now Monty is a dick most of the time, typical cat attitude. Knocking things off, putting his tail in your food or fresh coffee. Just overall a typical 'this is my house attitude'. 

As I turn and look at him and I jump up knowing full well he just ate and there is going to be warm, gross, cat vomit all over.

I can't get to him in time and he pukes! I have never heard puke splat and land so hard in my life. From any type of animal or human.

It is running down the side of the wall.. on the floor and I am disturbed but slightly happy it didn't go the other way down onto the carpeted stairs. You learn to embrace messes when you have pets or children.. I have both...

I go to grab paper towels because I figure I better clean it up before the dog gets in it... Even grosser I know.. But as I turn from the kitchen I hear the noise again. This time thinking the cat must have jumped down from the half wall.. oh hell no this time he is over by the couch and the electrical outlet is right below him. I tried to grab him once again.. to late more puke.. 

Now the dog is coming up the stairs and I yell for my kid to help me get the dog..

Needless to say if you wait more than 6 hours from the time your cats food dish is empty to filling it. Beware as he might over eat and try to puke on your head for taking so long to feed him...

Gotta love it...

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