I waited until the female Infidel had drifted off and then I jumped off the bed and began to pace the bedroom looking for a suitable bit of carpet to deposit the regurgitated umbrella grass. I must have been a bit over zealous, as the noise I was making alerted the female infidel. I must say, she has to be applauded for the speed in which she thrust me into the en suite throwing bath mats left, right and centre as she went. I had no other choice but to deposit the vomit onto the tiled floor of the bathroom. Not quite the victorious technicolour yawn I envisaged for her carpets and the ensuing hysteria that it would have incited.
I felt slightly triumphant as the female, whilst swearing under her breath, wretched at having to clean up the slimy mess from the tiles, flapping her arms at the disgusting kelb who has been known to dine on my vomit on more than one occasion! That beast would eat things that would make a billy goat gag!
Needless to say my languishing was over and it was back to the cell for me. Still I took solace in the fact I had clearly upset the female infidel at an early hour of the day; a minor victory but I will take it.
I have been annoying her this morning by standing at the window on the precious new furniture, and every time she gets off her seat to remove me I jump down, only to jump back up when she returns to her seat at the computer book thing she spends her time "working" on. She took this for a time and then sent me to my crate, as she is clearly too lazy to keep getting up and down!
The tedium continues!