Minnie, my lovely orange cat, suffers from IBD and pancreatic insufficiency. This means her output is far, far worse than anything that normally comes from a cat.
The night before last, she horked. She moved her body as she horked, leaving what appeared to be the dentures of a puke monster. Each "tooth" was about four inches in diameter and the semi circle was about three feet in diameter. There was so much puke that I had to use a bath towel to clean it up and then shake it over the trash, screaming, crying, and cussing while holding my breath. Then, she went to the litterbox and relieved herself of a peanut butter textured mound of gorgonzola scented hell. This was followed by her screaming at me to clean that up, too.
You'd think she'd learn not to steal my roommate's McNuggets after this, but no.