one thing I find amazing about my cats is that despite being brothers, they have extremely distinct and basically opposite personalities. bones ate a rag today and just puked it up, so he's now even with tiberius in the "ate something you shouldn't and yarled" race, but tiberius ate fully a cup of pecans and when he puked he just looked at us like "what". bones, on the other hand, ran for the bathroom to puke, was very sad about it all, and as I cleaned out his litter box, actually waited with sad eyes before giving up and going to the box downstairs to shame poop some more.
anyway, prayer circle for bones that he's merely a dipshit and not a dipshit we have to take to the kitty hospital tomorrow. :grin_away: