I have told this story on Pet Talk before but for those of you who may be new, here goes again. One morning I was in the living room and heard the sound of a hairball on the way up. I knew it was Trevor in an instant. As I walked toward the sound, there he was on the kitchen table, with a just delivered hairball right in the center of the table. I quickly cleaned it up and told no one so as to not gross anyone out when they went to eat breakfast! haha! To this day it's my little secret (which I just happened to share with the world! LOL!!)