Editor’s note: Morgan passed in early January. She is missed. I promised to post some stories from her early days here that make me smile. I hope they make you smile too! This was written in 2014 a year after Morgan joined our clowder. It chronicles the chaos she caused without intention.
Jake at top of steps: Listen Cupcake, it wasn’t me. It was probably the young twerp. Check her for hairball breath! Now I need my sleep.
The Chinese may think it’s the year of the horse but for us it’s the year of the hairball!
It happened again this morning. Squish, squish. I stepped in a freaking hairball.
I have had cats a long time and I don’t remember a winter like this. No, not the snow. Well, yes the snow but not in this post. It’s the hairballs.
We haven’t had this many hairballs ever!
The cat food, which is formulated to prevent hairballs, seems like a rental. In the course of a week there are several hairballs with food stuck in them.
Morgan on chair: Wasn’t me. I’m too cute!
So who is the perpetrator (or the perp as the CSI folks would say)? They all are suspects. I have four puking cats although I suspect Mollie and Hazel did the deed today.
Where do they barf?
Anywhere they are. They prefer carpets or fabric because it’s harder to clean.
Hazel: Look at my belly! Do I look like I’ve ever barfed anything I ate? Come to think of it, is it time for a meal? Maybe a little snack?
Of course, carpets aren’t the only thing. Someone barfed on the bedspread last weekend. Fortunately it’s washable. All my stuff is washable. That’s what you buy when you have pets.
Today there were two barfs. The first one, which I stepped in, was on a large multi-color oriental carpet.
Of course you couldn’t see it. That’s why we buy multi-color oriental carpets for the dining room. Well, that and wine spills and maybe salsa – you get the idea. You see we have these crazy friends. You never know what will end up on the carpet. Of course we tell our friends it’s because of the cats.
The second was on the stairs carpet, also multi-colored but I heard the sound.
It starts like a small gagging. It gets louder and longer. Then there is an explosion. Poof! Half-digested kibble is all over the carpet along with wet stinky cat food and the signature cigar-looking hairball.
I found it before I stepped in it.
Mollie: Really? You think I would barf a hairball and make you clean it up? Look at this face!
There is an art to stepping in it too. It’s never with flat soled shoes. It’s always some heavy tread clog or sneaker so there are ridges to scrap. Yuck!
The worst is stepping in one with your bare feet. It squishes up between the toes. After you get past the yuk factor, it’s easier than cleaning the shoe treads. I stick my feet in the shower and I’m good to go.
So why is this year worse than other years? I have no idea. My cats are house cats so not going outside isn’t it. Perhaps they are bored.
Or perhaps this is a conspiracy…..
Views and Mews by Coffee Kat 
I love that photo of her eye peeking. 👁️
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She didn’t know she only had one eye!
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And what a wonderful thing that you gave her a home where others would’ve passed her by. 💗
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She was a great cat. No problems or health issues until the end. She loved everyone.
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Oh dear. Bad enough when dogs puke, it always seems to be yellow!
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Depends here. There is usually some food. Sasha barfs because she eats too fast so there is no hairball, just munched up food. Gus has reddish hairballs (from his red fur) with clear mucous. Always gross. I was following Gracie for a while because she was barfing a lot. I have lots of pictures which I can’t seem to get rid of. Once in a while my phone will give me memories and it’s of Gracie’s barf. Good grief!
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This is so funny! Thanks for sharing!!!
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Glad you enjoyed!
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I look forward to your posts and have shared them with family and friends who are cat people.
Hope you get the hairball issue resolved!
Pauleen Driscoll
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Thank you for your kind words. Hairballs are eternal! 🙂
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If it’s a conspiracy, I bet beautiful angelic innocent little Mollie is the ringleader!!!♥♥
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Mollie was definitely the “alpha” cat of that group. At 6 pounds she could effectively push a 12 pound cat (Jake) off the bed if she wanted to. Her kindness to Hazel, a semi-feral fearful cat was touching. She’s been gone 6 years and I still miss her. She could teach us a lot about leadership.
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Such sweet sentiments. I love cats and have always had one or two around.
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Thank you for reminding me how nice it is NOT to squish onto a hairball first thing in the morning. 😀
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There is something “homey” about it. It hasn’t happened in a while. At this point, only Sasha barfs up when she eats too fast. Not so much hairballs.
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I received the blog again as though unread, and there is no sign of my comment which was lengthy..so…I will take a chance and comment here as well. Hope the other one came through.
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The first post didn’t line up with wording on top of wording so I quickly deleted and reposted. I should have done a preview before I published but I didn’t. When I deleted the first post, there were no comments but I just checked and there aren’t any in my comments section on the dashboard so it was lost in the netherlands. I till use the classic editor and once in a while something goes wonky.
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