There’s nothing more satisfying that drinking from the bathroom faucet. The water trickles down, always fresh, and then vanishes down the little dark hole in the center of the white bowl. My human put a silver cup full of little holes into the dark hole, and now she doesn’t get mad any more when I play hockey with her earrings and they go down the hole (sad. I liked that game), but my paw just fits the cup and its fun to pull it out and bat it around the white bowl. Then I can stick my paw in the dark hole and let the water tickle my paw pads as it flows past.
I guess my playing makes noise, and that brings the dog. He always shows up, and if I’m concentrating on my game, sometimes I don’t hear him and he manages to slobber on my tail. It takes a while to fix that, let me tell you. Dog slobber makes cat fur stand straight up. My human chases the dog away eventually. She yells “Go, Fred, Off!” And Fred gets down, but not quickly. Then I get picked up and petted and my chin gets tickled and my ears rubbed. That’s nice. Not sure it’s worth the Fred, though. Here’s wishing you wild water wherever you go, and no Freds.