Yet another tap-drinker! The trouble is that I leave the tap on while Tungsten has her drink and then she leaves without shutting it off. She will drink, then sit back and think about things for a bit, then bend down to drink some more. There’s no point in waiting for her to finish, so I go about my business while she continues to slake her thirst. Then I forget about the running water, and someone else finds it.
Fortunately, Kola is a bowl-drinker, just as Cammie is. My newest foster-cat does like watching the water fall, a bit like Renn, but it’s merely a prelude to drinking, whereas my big boy’s observations are ends in themselves. We’ve entered upon a hot spell in southern Alberta, so I am happy with however Kola, wrapped in his big, floofy coat, wants to consume his water. Though I wish one of these beasts would learn to turn off the tap when he’s done.