Just a minute ago, I heard the telltale hurking sounds and ran to grab Mini before she barfed on the carpet.
"NOMININOMININO!" I cried.
She ran from me, of course, hurking along the way, but I caught up with her by the bathroom. I grabbed her and put her on the linoleum away from the rug, holding her in place loosely, which, translated into cat language, I think should mean "feel free to keep vomiting, just don't move from this spot." Mini obediently hurked in place until vomit actually started coming up, at which point she jerked out of my hands, reached hard, and barfed on the bathroom rug.
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