So........
The Mrs and I were catching a movie at home last night when Onyx strolled into the room then starts in with that sound that that can wake anyone out of the deepest of sleep.
The infamous feline imminent forthcoming cat yak.
I look down and see her doing this chicken head bob thing knowing what is yet to come. I launch out of the chair, no towel nearby, yak is nearly there, six of those sounds coming from the cat, any second now a fountain of whatever..... I do the only thing that comes to mind. I cup my hands and hope I can catch it before it hits the floor. SUCCESS! One handful of cat yak caught before it hits the wood floor. Did I mention that each plank has a beveled edge and is a pain to clean yak out of.
The wife is in hysterics because it happened so fast she had no idea what was going on. Only that she saw me bent over in front of the cat with my hands cupped and in sync with the cats head bob.
The things us humans due for our pets.
The yakster, yup I have lost the couch to the dog/cat bed and their woobie blanket.
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