Ember's Sweet Tooth and Expulsion

It turns out our new little girl has a pretty big sweet tooth. We first discovered this when Ember went crazy over the ice cream that Andrew and I got from a candy store down the street. After that first lick, it was hard to keep her away! She's sure a determined little monster, jumping up on the desks, our laps, the computers, the chairs. Just to try and beg her way into eating our ice cream!

But Ember's sweet tooth proved to be quite a folly for her..and me. I woke up one morning at 6 A.M. to find out that she had thrown up a very large puddle onto the floor. To be honest, I'm STILL not sure how that much came out of a little package like her. While I took the roll of paper towels out to clean up that mess (and try not to puke, myself) she continued to do so two more times. Luckily (ha) these piles weren't quite as bad. I was a little concerned that she was getting sick but I chalked it up to eating too fast and over eating. Half of the food wasn't even digested. After I had scrubbed down the floor with soap and hot water, I crawled back into bed for a few more hours.

Later that day, I had been munching on my Raisinets and Andrew had accidentally knocked them all over the floor. Both Ember and Artemus got pretty interested, but that's normal for cats. What IS NOT normal is the fact that someone had knocked over my Raisinets for a second time that day when I wasn't paying attention. That same someone had proceeded to eat about 18 of the chocolate covered treats. How do I know how many they ate? Because they had thrown them up in my closet, whole. I couldn't help but laugh at the less than pleasant situation. It was less funny that she had also thrown up on my pants that were still on the floor. Guess that'll teach me to leave my clothes on the floor.

If that adventure of off and on getting out the hot bucket of soapy water to scrub the floor (carpet is nice..unless you have pets.) wasn't enough for me, she gave Andrew and I one final piece that day to laugh and gag over. Ember had used the litter box and EVERYONE knew it. It's hard not to notice when either her or Nexus uses the litter. Neither of them seem able to cover after themselves. Nexus scratches at anything BUT the litter, where as Ember scratches the little, but misses covering up her mess. Anyway, so Ember just went to the bathroom and went to jump up on Andrew's computer chair. Andrew caught her and told her that "No" she may not sit on his chair after she had gone to the bathroom. Whereas Miss Priss started to walk in the opposite direction....with a long trail of diarrhea coloring her normally white behind. Andrew and I burst out in laughter and disgust. It took us a little bit to calm down enough to tackle Ember and wipe her off as best we could. After that she hid under the bed and spent the next couple of hours cleaning herself off. Another thing to remember when we kiss her on the nose or she licks us...