Thanks Shir. It's not a bad one, but waking up with it meant I had no chance to ward off the pain aspect.

Thankfully it didn't start last night, as I may have earned a toaster with regard to a far-too-young-for-me wrestler type who bears an uncanny resemblance to this guy.

I've spent the past two hours trying to figure out the best way to configure my DVD/VCR combo player to my HDTV and HD cable box. It turns out that, even with the S-video cable I bought, I still can't get the audio connection to work between all three at the same time, so I have to record my dvr'd shows onto disc/tape while having no audio going to my tv. So, while I'm getting all of the BSG eps from the past few months onto tape, it's going to be quiet. At least, I can watch the video to see when to pause the recording and fast-forward through the commercials.

I should say that I also feel remarkably chipper given that near the beginning of the day my cat vomited on ME.

That is the sort of thing that makes you question your choice to be a pet owner.

I have lingering poodle issues from when a childhood friend's family pet threw up on my leg while I was visiting. Yuck.

Also, I think they're snooty dogs.

I never should have remarked on how wonderful I found it that my cat always ran to the litter box when she needed to puke. Lately she's running to do it right in front of me.

bought brownie mix. Have no brownie pan. Or casserole dish. Popover pan, yes.

A dog once peed on my back bike tire while I was sitting on the bike.

Need to advertise my gardening services in order to make extra cash to pay this new rent. Avoid craigslist and stick to grocery store bulletins?

A friend of mine had a cat who preferred to throw up in the bathtub, when no one was looking. This made cleanup a cinch, but life just a little more fraught for her roommate, who was too sleepy some mornings to check before stepping into the shower....

Mum's cat pees in the bathtub. Little Brother thought to fix this by putting a towel in the tub. Then instead of having to rinse down the tub, there is also the carrying of a pee-soaked towel to the washer. Silly boy.

Lately she's running to do it right in front of me.

One of mine does that. While it's not my favorite thing ever it is good for two reasons. 1) She's coming to me for comfort/not hiding that she feels bad and 2) there aren't surprises to step in.

Came in here to post that our guest is coming in hours later and sans toddler. But I got distracted by all the animal puking stories and left without posting. Then I remembered.

Seabiscuit does come to us when he's sick. But the worst one was when he broke out through the screen door (of our old duplex) to chase a skunk, got sprayed by the skunk right in the schnozz, and came right back in through the screen door again, snorting and crying, and leapt in bed with us for comfort and aid.

Poor noodle. But oh, it was bad.