Warm Welcome

Just as I was leaving for work this morning, one of the cats puked on the welcome mat. It couldn't have been anywhere else in the kitchen, not on the wood or the linoleum where I could've cleaned it up with one single swipe. No. It had to be on the rug. I did a preliminary chunk-swipe and then covered the ground-in stuff with Fantastik, stepped over the frothy spot, and went to work.