*hack*
The sounds of the Barfmaster 10,000 at work. (Well, it’s actually more of a *hokhokhokeeeechkkk* but that’s so difficult to spell that I opted for the familiar.)
She’s still freaking out about the move, I guess - now her fun thing to do is not eat cat food all day, then snarf up a ton when I get home, then barf it up in assorted spots.
My favorite was the very middle of my comforter.
Time for the understudy comforter, which is not as soft but is also not caked with EW.
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