confession
I came home from a fun getaway week-end with R. only to discover that one of my cats had vomited on the end of my bed. I went to sleep anyhow, went snowboarding the next day, and voilà - as I had hoped - the stain was all gone.
Courtesy of one of the cats deciding to have the 'leftovers'.
8 comments:
That is awesome. I'd be lying if I didn't say sometimes I consider letting that happen.
Recycling is very "in" these days.
How... Delightful?
Just like magic!
eeeeeewwwww....
Yes, wait for a while and it'll magically disappear!
lmao.
Once, when I was a kid, my mom told me to clean up the cat poo in the living room.
I pointed my dog to it.
Voila.
(she didn't tell me how to clean it up ffs).
I am disgusted and at the same time laughing because it reminds me of that episode of Family Guy when a drunken Brian vomits at Meg's prom, points to the puddle, and then says, "are you gonna eat that?"
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