Anyway, there I was, ssh'ing to the correct computer when I heard the hork, hork of a cat about to barf. Of a cat who was sitting on the top of the couch directly above and behind my head. I hurriedly turned, which prompted Hector to leap from the top of the couch to jebra's spot in a perfect arc, projectile vomiting the entire way.
I've already cleaned up the mess; well, other than washing the comforter we keep on top of the couch to protect it from kitty claws, cat hair, and other more dubious substances. That will have to wait until tomorrow as our own bedding is already occupying the washer & dryer and I would like to go to bed sometime tonight.
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