Yesterday morning (Labor Day) at 5:45 AM I was rudely awakened by the alarm on my phone. I had forgotten to disable that particular alarm for the holiday.  My phone was in the kitchen – perhaps the most resonant room in our house – and I was in my bed. In an attempt to not let the alarm wake everyone in the house I hurriedly scurried out of bed, in the dark, down the hall, and into the kitchen.

Cats are funny.

Especially when they leave fresh, warm puke in a high traffic area of the house. Especially when it’s in the middle of the night. In the dark. Yeah funny. Get it?!? Hardy Har Har Cat Devil!

So my right foot hit the puke slick and sent me furiously horizontal at about 4 feet in the air. You’ve seen the cartoons when somebody slips on a banana peel right? That was me. I landed tail bone first with a loud grunt. If the sound of the alarm didn’t wake everyone, the sound of the gigantic toppling oaf certainly did.

It still hurts. I’ve also got a huge scrape on my shoulder where it hit the doorway on my way down. Good times.