I surely expected that I’d “find” the hairball by stepping in it with my bare feet, like I’ve done numerous times in the past. But today it was a no go. If one of them coughed one up they either did it in a corner or maybe even under the bed. Or maybe it was one of those liquid vomits, with no hair clumps and if so, maybe it dried up before I got up.

Well, I’m sure they’ll hack one up again soon.