what a save!

I just heard the tell-tale "yech, yech, yech" of Baxter, our Amazing Puking Cat, so I ran as quickly as possible from the computer room to the bedroom and there he was, squarely planted in the middle of the bed, tongue drooping in its pre-vomitous state. Swoop! I spirited him from the bed to the floor and where he promptly finished the deed. A little toilet paper, a musical low-water-flow flush and the evil pile of regurgitation was whisked away as if it had never happened. Cats: 5,459 Me: 1