Spooky, the somewhat neurotic but amusing black cat who shares our home, has been renamed.
PH now calls her Emme, short for Emesis, which seems to be what she does most. We find "gifts" from her mostly in the basement, on the rubber flooring underneath all the exercise gear. At least she's considerate that way. We gave up having live flowers in the house because she would eat them and then...well, you know what she would do, and usually on the carpet. We brush her a lot to keep down the hairballs, but she still has this habit of urking up.
Suffice to say it would be strange if we had a normal cat.