*WARNING: CONTAINS UNPLEASANT REFERENCES TO PUKE*

We came home after a night out to find a nice pile of cat puke on the bed. Louis Catorze has never thrown up on a bed before, not once in ten years. And, because we didn’t know it had happened, it had seeped through the duvet cover and onto the actual duvet.

Oh, and of course it had to be the new, fancy eucalyptus silk bedding, and not the ancient polycotton shite that I’ve had for years.

When I went to fetch some cleaning products, I could hear Cat Daddy in the bedroom, crashing around and shouting, “What puke? I can’t see any.”

I yelled, “Noooo, don’t touch anything!” but I was too late. In his quest to find the puke – why he needed to see it for himself, I really don’t know – Cat Daddy had flipped the duvet, sending puke flying in all directions. He was several pints of beer under, plus wine and port, but making a bad situation worse is the kind of thing he would have done whilst sober anyway.

When I was at university, I would frequently do my washing in the early hours of the morning, often falling asleep drunk in the laundry room, because it was the only time of day when the two (2) washing machines, shared between three hundred (300) students, were free. I thought those days were behind me. Yet there I was, seemingly having travelled thirty years back in time, doing it again. Only this time I made Cat Daddy wait until the cycle was finished and hang it all up to dry, since he was the one who hadn’t believed me in the first place.

Having just a sheet over me doesn’t give me the protection from the cold and from parkouring paws, in the same way that a duvet does. So I had awful sleep, alternating between shivering and being stamped on/screamed at. And the next morning, the little sod was nowhere to be found. (I still don’t know where he went. Probably next door.)

So, total shits given by the perpetrator = < 0.

I guess I now need to worry about why he did this. Cats puke all the time, I know that. But perhaps he was just too slow to jump off the bed before it happened? And, if so, how is it that he still manages 3am parkour?

We washed the sheet that belongs with the puke-duvet and put it out here to dry. He couldn’t WAIT to pounce.

For more Catorzian capers, please visit http://louiscatorze.com

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26 responses to “Le lit découvre tous les secrets”

  1. mcmcneil1 avatar
    mcmcneil1

    Considering what CD had ingested, it appears you were lucky to only have to deal with CAT puke.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Oh, Cat Daddy’s alcohol tolerance is very high. It would take a lot more for him to have been sick!

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  2. pier21cdn avatar
    pier21cdn

    A very elderly rescue kitty started doing this A vet visit revealed kidney failure : (

    Due to kitties most of my life I only buy bedding that I can wash, even silk!

    Hopefully it is nothing serious, but perhaps reaction to wild caught buffet of mice or bugs caused tummy upset.

    ❤️

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Yes, I imagine that the wild-caught buffet or eating grass is probably the cause! Little sod is fine in every other way. Yes, kitties certainly make you alter what you have in the house!

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  3. M - avatar

    Mmmmm….port.

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      1. M - avatar

        Tawny or ruby?

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        1. iamthesunking avatar

          Cat Daddy doesn’t care. He’ll have whatever.

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  4. mmechapeau avatar
    mmechapeau

    I feel sorry for you, but as the saying goes, there’s a first time for everything. Anyway, if it can help you to get over, Louis is an actual king who loves eucalyptus silk. The new picture definitely proves it 😺

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      He seems perfectly perky in every other way so I am not too concerned about him. And he’s constantly chewing grass so this isn’t a big surprise.

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  5. mmechapeau avatar
    mmechapeau

    We are used to cats puking… It is to get rid of hair they swallow when cleaning themselves.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      But usually Sa Maj is good at moving (between the start of the noises to the actual puke) to a very slightly more convenient place. He’s often done the noises on my lap but then (thankfully) jumped down. So was he too slow this time? Or was this deliberate just to spite me?

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      1. M - avatar

        The cats I’ve lived with over the years would go OUT OF THEIR WAY to migrate from a (easily cleanable) floor to the wall-to-wall-carpet when puking. Must be in their genes.

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        1. iamthesunking avatar

          Catorze does the same. I did say “VERY SLIGHTLY more convenient”; carpet is better than my lap.

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  6. Herman avatar
    Herman

    I can picture the scene… Once I saw puke on the blanket and stepped on puke on the floor at the same time… Thanks to my meditation sessions I can stay calm and relaxed on such moments…

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Stepping on it is not pleasant. However, sending it flying all over the place is quite unacceptable.

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  7. Kate Crimmins avatar

    There was a time Gracie liked to sleep on my legs. She tends to barf around 4 a.m. so there would be a pile by my legs. Fortunately I always used a small throw and that contained it. Now she prefers sleeping on a cabinet under a window. Unfortunately it’s next to my computer. Every night I cover my desk with a fake leather piece of fabric. She puked on my keyboard once and that was a nightmare to clean. This week I started to put the keyboard in the desk drawer so she wouldn’t surf the net during the night. Do you ever wonder how people live without cats? Without making any accommodations and just living normally?

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      A 4am puker? That is unnecessarily cruel, because OBVIOUSLY you are not going to be able to attend to it and rescue the puked-upon item quickly. I once had a 6am one and that was bad, but 4am is just next-level evil!

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      1. Kate Crimmins avatar

        Since it’s on a throw, I just roll it up and put it on the floor without actually waking up.

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        1. iamthesunking avatar

          But … but … 4AM!

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          1. Kate Crimmins avatar

            I know. I got up at 3 a.m. to give Gus his pain meds after his surgery. Such is the life of a pet person.

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            1. iamthesunking avatar

              I feel your pain. I remember when Cat Daddy and I were both working, with very different working hours (and therefore body clocks), and our mutual friend needed very evenly spaced-out meds. Because Catorze is Catorze, it was a two-man job. So Cat Daddy would wake me late at night to help him do the deed, then I would wake him early morning, and we would do the third dose together after work. 😵

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  8. Bismarck avatar

    It wasn’t puke that my son discovered on his bed on coming back to my house… And the cat had covered his sh*t with a corner of the duvet. Gribouille had never done this before.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      OH NOOOO! That is the absolute worst! Naughty Gribouille! The fact that it was covered up somehow makes it worse … hiding it to allow maximum soaking-in time! 😳

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  9. Penny Cooper avatar
    Penny Cooper

    having read this while experiencing an out of body bodily substance drama myself actually brought me to retching so bad!! So it’s taken years and years doe you to finally pay me bavk for telling you about Alice verses Cheeky 😝

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Oh no, I’m so sorry! Yes, the Cheeky story is quite the worst thing I’ve ever heard in my life.

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