Only one room in my whole house is carpeted. Guess where they prefer to puke.

“A second hairball has hit your pillow.”

Better than barfing on the bed.

My cats always get me in the morning. Stumbling around bleary eyed then “splut” big sticky stinky wet substance all over the bottom of my foot.

For me it was usually with a full mouth meow telling me he just brought a living mouse for me to play catch with. Also in the middle of the night of course.