Puke Factory

I’m tired. I’m sitting up in bed thinking about laying down and turning off the lights. Jen is asleep, but she needs to be up crazy early tomorrow.

The instant I start thinking about calling it a night, Patches’ sixth sense lights up. She goes to our bedroom doorway and pukes. She pauses a minute and pukes again.

This is how she gets attention now? You want to sleep fat boy? Try sleeping now.

Thanks, cat.

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