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Originally Posted by poohbear_nc
Last month, Stella threw up in my bedroom slipper sitting next to the bed:
Pro: contained, easily disposed
Con: thick fleece plush lining ..... sigh
I think Stella has urped up on every possible surface in the house: sliding glass door track, folding divider screen (that was projectile), exercise equipment, me [whilst in bed], .... sigh ....
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Yup. There is positively nothing like a large, (in the 20lb. vicinity) fuzzy cat and hairballs. The projectile hairballs...those are
shock and awe hairballs, I'll tell ya.
I once had a gorgeous, incredibly smart tri-point Ragdoll. She was the world to me, but when I'd go out of town on business, (bearing in mind she wasn't alone; her cat companion and Mr. Hitch were both still in the house) she was NOT a happy camper. I came home from one trip to find poop in my best set of stilettos. POOP, I tell ya! Oish. She was normally incredibly well-behaved, never missed the box...so, I know that this was
a targeted attack.
Hitch