Gag Factor

I'm giving you fair warning now, this story is not for the faint of heart.

No, really...I'm still disgusted.

So the aforementioned cat, Cu, tends to always greet you with her butt. She's messed in the head or something but it's quite annoying. She'll run up to you but the second you go to pet her, here comes the kitty butt.

Can you see where this is going yet?

The only time Cu gets in Noah's path is when I'm on the floor playing with him. For some reason when the cats see me lying there they think I'm in perfect range to pet them. That's when Noah zones in and I spend alot of time pushing Cu out of the way just so the baby doesn't head butt her straight into her...well, butt.

Noah and I were sitting on the floor last night reading a book when I noticed a random brown runny streak on the side of his head. ("OH, GOD!") I did the mom thing and swiped it with my finger, gave it a little sniff and proceeded to gag profusely. I gagged so hard, poor little Noah who was sitting in my lap started to cry.

Let me just say there's a BIG different between baby poop and feline fecal matter.

The next few minutes was all a blur as I rushed to wash my finger off and Noah's face and promptly search his whole body for anything else that came from the cat that did not belong. Yuck, yuck, yuck! I understand that down the road we may have plenty of gross out stories that come about because of Noah but to deal that...never again! Blech!