[ December 4th, 2009 at 1:27 pm ]

The most incredible thing happened! I was sitting on the couch, minding my own business, when suddenly Molly began to heave and retch. Then she puked on the carpet nearby. This is not unusual in itself, since Molly vomits about one every two weeks, on average. What set this particular vomit occurrence apart from all previous vomits was its sheer volume. It had to be seen to be believed. In fact, I wish I’d taken a photograph. It probably consisted of more than a cup of partially-deconstituted Prescription Diet cat food. Molly’s puddle of vomit was approximately a foot wide, and six inches across — a massive ovaloid pile of cat puke significantly larger than most human pukes that I see in the alley behind my building.

And then… and then… she puked a second time, and the volume was almost as huge! How is this possible? How could her stomach hold so much food? Indeed, I think this last question gets to the heart of the matter — Molly’s eyes were way bigger than her stomach in this instance, and she literally ate until she was stuffed… overstuffed, actually. I hope the experience was uncomfortable enough that she’s learned a valuable lesson about gluttony.