Proud mom moment, or Today’s slice of cheesy anthropomorphism

Today Chavo the moggy was sick. I found out on getting home that he jumped into the bath tub, where he puked up his little guts.
Where it’s easy to clean up. Pinch nose, hose puke down, and voilà.
So for today I have the brightest cat in the whole world and I promised him to not torture him with fake milk ever again.
All those times he ran down the stairs at high speed and head first into the piano doesn’t seem to have totally lobotomised him, then.
Proud me.