6:00 am. Get up and feed Indoorsie Bubba a small can of wet food. 7:30 am, get up and step in something 'wet'. Turn on lights and see Bubba has upchucked his breakfast in the bathroom AND the hall, AND the spare bedroom, AND the living room, AND the dining room, AND the kitchen. And not only has he managed to spew that all over, he obviously hadn't been to the litter box for his daily 'dump' so wherever I found wet food, I found the 'other' stinky stuff. AND I managed to step in some of it, tracking it over where I already cleaned it up.
You can see how my day started. Waaaaa. Bubba is just fine, I found out he loved the Turkey and Gravy flavor food and consequently ate the ENTIRE can. He has always munched about 1/3 of a c an and left the rest which I put out for the Outdoorsies later.
So Bubba is now limited to a tiny amount of wet canned food until I can trust him again to not pig out. He's never done this before. Always eats just enough. Guess it was the hot weather or the yummy smell or...
Spent a full hour cleaning and deodorizing all the rooms (carpet and hardwood). Later, I fought ants in the kitchen sink (were coming DOWN from the roof?) And then again in the living room on my coffee table where they were mysteriously appearing. Finally tracked them back across the entire room to behind my security TV's and found they had convoyed up one of the cables and into the house, down the cabinet and across the rug and up the table leg. Gotta give them credit for finding that route to try to score some Junior Mints. They never had a chance.
So I'm pooped, sore, paranoid of stepping in something else tomorrow morning. It was a wonderful day.