Was settling in for a quiet evening when a sudden splash alerted me that something was amiss. Appalled wife relayed the information that Peretz was vomiting from her once cozy perch by the fire. Quite voluminous, bit of a bear to clean up, found the chunky, fuzzy bits by the dog bed particularly upsetting.
Anyway, all better now, I hope.
Finally have clean clothes, washed myself in celebration.
L. made a rum cake.