Splashing Water
They cats will not stop splashing water. They refuse to drink it right out of the bowl. Maggie dips her paw in the bowl and then licks her paw. Hopey splashes the water out of the bowl onto the floor, chases the stream and bats at it as it spreads across the floor, and then begrudgingly sips at it. There is an entire bowl’s worth of water spread out across my kitchen floor right now like a lake, with two cats staring at it from afar, proud of their work. Good job, cats! You’ve killed and flattened a bowl of water!
They’re going to die of dehydration and, I think it’s fair to say, stupidity.
