We call it “pyukkah” at my house, but I know this vlork of which you speak.
(It’s hard to spell words that aren’t really words.)
Gah, I hate cats.
I really don’t get it, either. I’ll acknowledge that kittens are one of the cutest things in the world, but I don’t think I’d like to have something that regularly vomits on my floor!
But I’m certainly not criticizing anyone for having a big enough heart to allow an furry animal into their life. 
(I have pets, they all live in tanks.)