Vomit Pt2
It's been nearly six years since we last asked about your worst vomit, so:
Tell us tales of what went in, what came out and where it all went after that.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:02)
It's been nearly six years since we last asked about your worst vomit, so:
Tell us tales of what went in, what came out and where it all went after that.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:02)
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Where's the Cat Sick??
My late (and much missed) cat was blessed or rather cursed with a weak stomach.
Cleaning cat puke off the floor was a regular task. Removing said cat puke from a computer keyboard and a flat bed scanner was an interesting and fiddly job!
If I heard the cat making the characteristic "Huc, huc, huc" sounds I would try and chase him into the bathroom as it is easier to remove vomit from a tiled floor than a carpet. It was even better if I could persuade the cat into the bath to be sick as it only needed a quick blast from the shower to swish the puke down the plughole!
Just after Mrs V moved in with me I heard the tell-tale "Huc, huc, huc" and tried to chase the cat down the corridor into the bathroom, he dodged and disapeared under the bed. When the cat emerged he was no longer making the"I am about to vomit" noise.
OK, so we searched under the bed - no puke, we searched all around the wardrobe - still no puke. The puke seemed to have vanished. Imagine my beloved's joy when she put on her shoes and found the missing vomit!
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 10:52, 2 replies)
My late (and much missed) cat was blessed or rather cursed with a weak stomach.
Cleaning cat puke off the floor was a regular task. Removing said cat puke from a computer keyboard and a flat bed scanner was an interesting and fiddly job!
If I heard the cat making the characteristic "Huc, huc, huc" sounds I would try and chase him into the bathroom as it is easier to remove vomit from a tiled floor than a carpet. It was even better if I could persuade the cat into the bath to be sick as it only needed a quick blast from the shower to swish the puke down the plughole!
Just after Mrs V moved in with me I heard the tell-tale "Huc, huc, huc" and tried to chase the cat down the corridor into the bathroom, he dodged and disapeared under the bed. When the cat emerged he was no longer making the"I am about to vomit" noise.
OK, so we searched under the bed - no puke, we searched all around the wardrobe - still no puke. The puke seemed to have vanished. Imagine my beloved's joy when she put on her shoes and found the missing vomit!
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 10:52, 2 replies)
I was cleaning the top of the fridge last year,
and on it was a dessicated vom cake. Completely dried out and petrified. No idea how long it had been up there! Needless to say, the wife was not impressed with him.
Not as bad as the time I was woken by a ripping sound. Thought nothing of it, but the next day looked under the bed. It looked like a pillow had exploded. Underneath all the feathers was a pidgeon carcass. Hmm, lovely.
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 11:04, closed)
and on it was a dessicated vom cake. Completely dried out and petrified. No idea how long it had been up there! Needless to say, the wife was not impressed with him.
Not as bad as the time I was woken by a ripping sound. Thought nothing of it, but the next day looked under the bed. It looked like a pillow had exploded. Underneath all the feathers was a pidgeon carcass. Hmm, lovely.
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 11:04, closed)
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