Yes, you read it right. A cat emptied the contents of its small feline stomach all over my leather back seat. It also emptied a good bit on me and my brother. I have never seen a cat puke so much in my life. I would be amazed to see anything like it ever again. It was like it had the full stomach of a human. And its not even full grown.
We were going to my grandparents today for a late Christmas, since we couldnt make it down yesterday. This one lady that my mom and grandma knows had a cat that just died that she had for a long time, so she wanted a new one, and we have a dozen cats. Well, I hate giving the cute little critters away, so I told my mom just pick one and put it in the pet taxi. Well, we fished the pet taxi out from under a shelf in the garage and the cats seemed to have been using it as a litter box, so that wouldnt have worked out. Me and my brother were waiting in the backseat, and my mom brings out two cats. She tells us to just hold on to them until we get there. It takes 2 hours almost exactly to get there in good conditions. Well, we take off and are driving for about 20 minutes, and the cat my brother is holding has been looking out the window watching trees go past the whole time. All the sudden it makes that terrible hacking sound and it throws up all over his pants. I groaned thinking that was bad enough. Then it just kept coming and coming and coming, my face was like
So we naturally tries to get his legs as far away from the cat as possible, so it just gets all over the seats and on the floor. I thought it was done, then it walks across the seat and leaves me a small sample in my lap. We pulled over at a junction and my dad runs in and buys a roll of paper towels and a bottle of water so we can try to wipe ourselves off, and at this point I was so mad I was almost crying. I sort of had a emotional breakdown, I started questioning my reasoning and ethics for even caring about keeping the truck clean and why I waste my time. Then, to make matters worse, we get going again and mom turns the way to go to my grandparents! I thought for sure she'd go back home so we could change and I could clean up the truck a bit, but she said we werent going to turn around. And I mean, my poor little brother had about a milk carton of cat vomit in his lap.
Well, we've been going for a while, I can almost hear Chicken and Giblet cat food-laden vomit seeping into the leather, and the seams in the seats. Both cats crawled under the seats somewhere, prolly to go and dig themselves up a little kitty litter box, that would have put the icing on the cake, and we get to this valley type place thats flooded, the roads closed, mom wont go through the water, so we turn aorund, now she's flying trying to make good time, dad navigates us out into the boonies for a shortcut, we're on a nice curvy paved road, moms going about 55, then out of nowhere in a curve in turns into gravel. So she jumps on the brakes right as we get into it and I feel the back end start to break loose. Great. But I guess she was too tired to notice or else she would have screamed or something. Plus the road is dusty, very dusty, cant see out the back window. I curled up in a ball next to the window and pulled the hood of my jacket over my face. If anyone talked to me I wouldnt respond. We get back on course and mom is tired since my dads sister called at midnight and kept her on the phone till past 2, so she's going from yellow line to white line, back and forth. I'm about to puke myself. Then we stop at the Ford dealership to see if they have my cd changer ready. They dont, even though we took it in a little more than a week before Christmas. At least we got my Carhartt jacket I got for Christmas exchanged for one that fit better and looked better. For cheaper
Sorry for ranting everybody, I just had a really bad morning
And sorry if I grossed anyone out 
And I still like those two cats
We were going to my grandparents today for a late Christmas, since we couldnt make it down yesterday. This one lady that my mom and grandma knows had a cat that just died that she had for a long time, so she wanted a new one, and we have a dozen cats. Well, I hate giving the cute little critters away, so I told my mom just pick one and put it in the pet taxi. Well, we fished the pet taxi out from under a shelf in the garage and the cats seemed to have been using it as a litter box, so that wouldnt have worked out. Me and my brother were waiting in the backseat, and my mom brings out two cats. She tells us to just hold on to them until we get there. It takes 2 hours almost exactly to get there in good conditions. Well, we take off and are driving for about 20 minutes, and the cat my brother is holding has been looking out the window watching trees go past the whole time. All the sudden it makes that terrible hacking sound and it throws up all over his pants. I groaned thinking that was bad enough. Then it just kept coming and coming and coming, my face was like
So we naturally tries to get his legs as far away from the cat as possible, so it just gets all over the seats and on the floor. I thought it was done, then it walks across the seat and leaves me a small sample in my lap. We pulled over at a junction and my dad runs in and buys a roll of paper towels and a bottle of water so we can try to wipe ourselves off, and at this point I was so mad I was almost crying. I sort of had a emotional breakdown, I started questioning my reasoning and ethics for even caring about keeping the truck clean and why I waste my time. Then, to make matters worse, we get going again and mom turns the way to go to my grandparents! I thought for sure she'd go back home so we could change and I could clean up the truck a bit, but she said we werent going to turn around. And I mean, my poor little brother had about a milk carton of cat vomit in his lap. Well, we've been going for a while, I can almost hear Chicken and Giblet cat food-laden vomit seeping into the leather, and the seams in the seats. Both cats crawled under the seats somewhere, prolly to go and dig themselves up a little kitty litter box, that would have put the icing on the cake, and we get to this valley type place thats flooded, the roads closed, mom wont go through the water, so we turn aorund, now she's flying trying to make good time, dad navigates us out into the boonies for a shortcut, we're on a nice curvy paved road, moms going about 55, then out of nowhere in a curve in turns into gravel. So she jumps on the brakes right as we get into it and I feel the back end start to break loose. Great. But I guess she was too tired to notice or else she would have screamed or something. Plus the road is dusty, very dusty, cant see out the back window. I curled up in a ball next to the window and pulled the hood of my jacket over my face. If anyone talked to me I wouldnt respond. We get back on course and mom is tired since my dads sister called at midnight and kept her on the phone till past 2, so she's going from yellow line to white line, back and forth. I'm about to puke myself. Then we stop at the Ford dealership to see if they have my cd changer ready. They dont, even though we took it in a little more than a week before Christmas. At least we got my Carhartt jacket I got for Christmas exchanged for one that fit better and looked better. For cheaper
Sorry for ranting everybody, I just had a really bad morning
And sorry if I grossed anyone out And I still like those two cats
