sitting in the living room yesterday morning, i watched the cat start hurking while she was sitting on the coffee table; she jumped off and ran to the middle of the room, where her movements and sounds became more pronounced.

and i watched the brown piece of puke hang from her mouth until she deposited it upon the carpet, where it looked like a reversal cat poo. then she jumped back up onto the coffee table and went back to preening the fur just above her tail.

the dog and i looked at each other, and then he looked at the kitty barf.

i watched him get up, walk over, sniff the barf, and then proceed to eat it. and then he went over, laid back down, and went to sleep.


moral of the story: if the cat starts to upchuck, get up and leave the room for ten minutes.