Was woken up by the sound of vomiting.
I have wooden floors, but bless her, Jessie had managed to be sick down the stairs. Which is carpeted.
And by down the stairs, I mean, she'd managed to get sick on 9 out of 14 stairs. And the wall.
I'm so tired.
(Kitty is fine, btw: combination of hairball and different brand cat food, so not totally unexpected).
She's now asleep on my lap. I'm watching old movies on sky.