Clouds in my coffee

Consumption of my morning cup of coffee was halted abruptly when, nearing the bottom, I discovered a mass of something mucous-ey and - well, mucous-ey was enough. Turns out, the Biscuit had decided to backwash some of his oatmeal out while taking a sneaky sip of my coffee. Since our oatmeal is the groat kind, and having soaked in a bit of coffee, it looked like a wriggling mass of something putrescent. Combine that with the ill I already have, and the fact that Boogie was up every hour last night, which meant I was up every hour last night, and it's making for a rather nauseous morning.