Not cute.
5.00 this morning, the (Mrs) cat woke me. The Mrs is away at the moment, so I can only assume the cat woke me to find out a) why I was on my own and b) what I had done with Mrs.
6.30 it started wailing like a banshee wanting to go out. I get up & let it out.
7.15 my alarm goes off and a couple of minutes later I hear this retching sound. I get up & the cat has thrown up at the top of the stairs, right outside the bedroom door. I go downstairs to get something to clear it up with & discover, by stepping on it that it had also been sick at the bottom of the stairs.
It lay on the sofa, swiping at my leg each time I walked past.
Not the best start to a day I've ever had.