I just want to relate an amusing story from this morning. It involves our cat.

I was just walking from my shower feeling all clean when squelch! I stepped in a fresh, warm pile of cat vomit on the lounge room floor. Lovely.

So I hopped on one leg back to the bathroom and got back in the shower to rinse the muck off my foot. Then I got some cleaning stuff and went back to deal with the mess on the floor. That is one advantage of having wooden floors, it would have been a real cleaning challenge on carpet.

Anyway, as I was heading back to the lounge room, I heard a shout. Kai had chosen that moment to get out of bed and as he was walking through the lounge room - you guessed it. So I grabbed him and carried him to the bathroom so he wouldn’t track the stuff through the house.

Finally I got both the child and the floor cleaned up before anyone else came downstairs. The cat of course did not care, he just wanted his breakfast.