So I didn't really want to wake up this morning because I'm still a little under the weather but I got out of bed anyway. As for my morning ritual I skipped the shower (having an afternoon washing yesterday) and went straight for the cereal. As I peeked under my bed to get my shoes I moved some items out of the way that I had stashed the night before. One item was a notebook and as I picked it up I felt a slimy substance mush through my fingers. Low and behold, under the notebook was cat puke. I screamed a little scream of surprise and disgust and cursed the cats! As I walked out of the bedroom door they were there to meet me with looks on their faces that said, "Oh no! She found the puke!" Luckily, it wasn't too much of a messy clean up and all was well.
But someone it not a happy cat.