My boyfriend: defender of good, able to leap over curbs in a single hop, official garbage taker and now: Cat puke cleaner upper! Yay! I felt like I needed to thank him after Trixi pulled a Linda Blair on me this morning as I was brushing my hair in the bathroom. I heard a noise and looked down to see cat puke inches away from my foot. Ew. After yelling out in disgust I did my normal "I dont wanna" whine and it worked. My boyfriend rocks. He also has a much stronger stomach than me. Okay, now that I've grossed everyone out for the day...