What goes down must come up.

It is reputed that Bengals have sensitive stomachs and Roland is certainly amongst those who do. Getting dry food he will actually be able to digest has been a struggle. Yesterday, however, was the Mt. St. Helens of pukes. He not only puked once, but twice - or so I thought. All in a short period of time, poor boy. Big ones too, like puddles. Not the fun kind you want to splash in either. But the kicker is the one I didn't see.

I woke up this morning a tad late, but that's not completely unusual. The bed and I have a love - love relationship which makes it hard to break up with in the morning. Once I could bear the heartache of leaving it's warm softness I showered, and then brushed my teeth. I like to brush my teeth sitting on the edge of my bed in the mornings, unlike a normal human being who does it in the bathroom. The question of me being normal, however, has never really been posed since I'm not, strictly speaking, normal. Anywho, I'm sitting there, brushing my teeth, and my eye happens to wander into the corner of my room beside the door. There, in that very corner, is puke. But not just a nice little puddle of puke, oh no. This puke is splattered up the wall and molding, into all its little crevices and hollows, into the very corner of the walls, and down onto the floor. And it's dry. And crunchy. It must have been there overnight and I just didn't see it when cleaning up the barf from yesterday. I really wish I'd taken a picture of this puke. I had to laugh, since in order for the puke to get there Roland would've had to have been sitting, facing into the middle of the corner. Why would he sit like that? And what made that the optimal place to puke? I suppose it will remian a mystery.

So I cleaned up this crunchy puke (which took some time, as I said it was right into all the cracks) and continued on with my morning ritual. Nothing as exciting as the brushing teeth on bed part though. And now, 3.5 hours later, I'm still thinking about it. And laughing.

Life's never boring when you have a Bengal.