Cats and Puke

I was half-awake; having gotten up to feed the cats and then, because it was cold, and I am sometimes lazy, I went back to bed "for just a minute".... Soon Luna pranced up, wanting attention, and she was lying on top of me purring and licking my forehead and being a good cat. Then she sat up, backed up from my face (thankfully), and started heaving. Oh damn, I knew what was coming, but I thought that perhaps pushing her off the bed would make things worse, that we'd get an arc of cat puke or something, and I held hope that it was only a hairball. The world became slow motion. The contents of Luna's stomach spewed over the blanket, barely chewed cat food on top of tuna and mac'n'cheese. (She must have snuck into the pan last night.) A pause. She ate most of it back up. Disgusting, but I let her because it saved me some cleaning.