A Morgan inspired post — Hairballs!

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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: It wasn't me. It was Mollie! I saw her! It was disgusting!

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: Of course it wasn't me. I'm too cute!

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 me! Do I look like I've ever barfed anything I ate?

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!

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…..

52 thoughts on “A Morgan inspired post — Hairballs!”

  3. I once bent down (before glasses or coffee) to pick up what I thought was a hair tuft (like for taking off quickly). It wasn’t. It was too early for the wet slime ball. After that one time, paper towels got laid to look under after I’m awake with glasses on.

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  4. Haha, enjoyed the Morgan stories. I’m a late reader as I’ve been sick among other things. Sorry you lost your kitty. Seems I already knew, but grief is unending. Hope you are having some better days now. One of these days I will get around to writing one. My cat is his usual a–hole self. We did have a sweet nap together today, though.

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  5. “The Great Hairball Conspiracy” – ah yes…..we cat Moms have all traveled that road at some point. Happily, Teddy (so far) has managed to barf maybe four times in his 10 years. BUT I’ve had a lot of cats in my life and several of them were definite “contenders” for the honor of “Supreme Hairball Producer”. Oriental carpets, washable everything, and a strong stomach are requirements for humans who have been blessed with this type of cat!!

    Hugs, Pam

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  6. I should feel lucky that when I took care of Marge’s cat (whenever Marge was on vacation) that I never got one of these presents. I just got scratched trying to play Tiddlywinks with the cat treats, down on the floor with her.

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      • I guess not – here I thought she’d like a change of pace after being alone all day. I don’t know if I ever mentioned this story, but every time Marge went on vacation, she asked my mom and I to call the house during the day so Missy could hear Marge’s voice on the answering machine. So Mom and I would leave funny messages during the day ’til she returned. But when Marge’s husband had a liver transplant, she went up to U of M that day and he was in the ICU several days and she had a room at the hospital where she slept. We were going to take a plant to the house when her husband came home, but we had a real funny card and I called the hospital from work as I wanted to mail the card from downtown to get there quickly. The desk nurse said “yes, he’s out of the ICU” … didn’t elaborate though. I ran downstairs, mailed the card. He was gone from the ICU because he died. I called my mom and said “I just left Missy a message that Mom going to be home soon, Dad made it and is in a room.” Marge got home – heard the message. She actually thought it was funny – I was mortified.

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    • Today was a hunt. I could hear Sasha gagging and the explosion but I didn’t get up right away. When I did she was sitting in the family room like nothing happened. It took me 10 minutes to find the pile by the front door. Then she was hungry and wanted another supper!

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  20. 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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