Tis the season...

Cat exploded. Only way I can put it; it was a spectacular and emotionally draining evening last night that necessitated blowing off the one work party (at a b&b) that I was looking forward to and changing my clothes. Twice. Her behavior ranged from purring in circles to convulsing and vomiting, with some cat screaming thrown in for good measure. Ross came home from the party, I stayed here and freaked out, thinking my cat was dying. Eventually, she seemed to level out so I bathed the forms of grossness off of her (and myself...the floor...the couch...) and today is much improved. Near as we can figure, some food which had been in an open bag at the back of the cupboard got some mould and she got really high. Either that or it was a diabetic episode but either way...not a good way to start the holiday party series. Gah.