So I wake up this morning to the following:
As I opened my eyes I found my husband glaring at me... "YOUR CAT!" he says with much distaste.
"Your cat just tried to vomit on me!"
Apparently he woke up to something completely different.
APPARENTLY He woke up to my big fat kitty, standing ON him making the Hukka Hukka sick cat noise!
The Kathump I heard was the cat being "lowered" to the floor in a speedy fashion, where he continued to vomit.... On one of Al's favourite shirts.
And a good morning was had by all!