After touring and drinking at breweries all day in very good company, I (and my good friend ProudParent) went halves on a 5 liter keg-can of beer. After finishing it, I was driven home where I proceeded to fall asleep peacefully believing everything was juuuuust fine.
At 3:30am I discovered everything has been indeed not fine, and the scene shown above proceeded to happen in all its majestic glory. After a few hours of sorting myself out, I apologized to Lennier who really is a wonderful cat and who I don’t think would poison me.
But who really knows with cats.