Mum got home this afternoon, and I was very chatty wanting to let her know something. She couldn't figure it out. She then let me sit on her knee about three times and then I was very quiet and snuggled nest to her. Just before she dished up dinner she popped into the bedroom.
Cue the horror music - as I had puked up on mums quilt, the one I am snuggling under in the photos. Mum cleaned it up, and the quilt has been washed and put on the line. I am not too sick very often, usually only a couple of times a year.
After a couple of hours rest, I was back to normal, and so mum doesn't feel a V.E.T visit is necessary, although she will keep her beady eyes on me for the next couple of days.
She did quiet enjoy her dinner. She made some spaghetti with tomatoes and garlic that she said was awesome, and enough for leftovers for tomorrows lunch. Not much can put her off her food.