Midnight Barfer

I love cats, always have, I've grown up with them and when it came time to setup my own house, I felt like it wouldn't be a home without a cat. Well, here we are some twenty years later. I have a house full of cats. I mean double digits. I'm quickly being known as the cat lady. This doesn't bother me at all. In fact, the only thing that really bugs me about my cats. Every single one of them. Is their ability to vomit. And it' s never at a time when I see it happening and can toss them outside so they can barf in the yard, the way nature intended. It's usually always at night, specifically when I go to bed. I've gotten all my pillows arranged and I'm comfy. I'm dosing off and what do I hear? My oldest cat Lilly, under my bed, throwing up. She can't barf in the living room, or even in the kitchen on the linoleum. It's always under my bed. This is the hotspot for cat activity in my house. If they fight, at night, it's under my bed. They yowl or try to make sexy time, it's under my bed. So this forces me out of my comfy spot, trying to search for something long enough to just make a sweeping motion under the bed, all the while I'm screaming at the top of my lungs. This is such a common occurrence in my house that my children no longer respond to me screaming my head off in the middle of the nite in my room.

My other cat, Isabelle. Likes to throw up in my son's room. She'll go to his door, scratch to be let in, and once inside, proceeds to throw up in the middle of the room. Once she's finished, she leaves. All the while giving my son the regular cold, icy stare. I can see it on her face, she's got the attitude like "try and stop me and I'll poop somewhere you'll never be able to find it". I guess it's just all part of sharing your home with cats, they barf, and they shred things. They run around in the middle of the night knocking stuff over. Usually when one of the cats leaves a little present in the middle of the night that is not under my bed, my son is always the one that will step in it.

But even with all the barfing and destruction, I love them. My cats act like they don't give a damn if they ever see me again, and I just eat it up. I guess any other cat "owner" would say the same.