My Cat

All cat lovers: Please enjoy!

So the love of my mom's, sister's and my life is our cat Tomtom. (Well, I do love my Fiance more. But for sake of emphasis, let's stay on this subject for now). His actions are beyond any possible comprehension of adorableness. As I speak, he is standing on the chair next to me, starring out the window in sharp concentration to the noise he just heard. He is not IN the chair, but ON the chair, with only three legs for balance and the forth leg still on the table, claiming it as his own. Its not like he can't be on two surfaces at once if he chooses, right?

Deciding that he finally wants to find out what the shower in my room does (because we always bathe him in my mom's shower), he sat himself in the tub and began to look at me with those wanting eyes. He usually doesn't like the running water because Heaven forbid he wets his luxurious coat. I know he is waiting for something so I let the water run a little. To my surprise, he didn't run. No he didn't move at all. Turns out, he was using me... He was thirsty.

I don't know many other cats to say this is a rare trait but Tomtom never drinks from the water we put out for him. EVER. He drinks from cups in the sink, the bath tub, other random collections of water... We tried attractive bowl, flowing fountains, iced water, warm water, the list goes on and on! But all he cares about is how he's going to jump up on to the ledge where my sister's beta fish Erick is sitting and drink HIS water because it is fishy flavored.

So he got up onto the sides of the tub so he wouldn't get wet at all, and made me stand there to keep adjusting the water to the perfect flow rate so he can drink it. And this cunning and cute manipulation is what makes us love him. Because when he walks away and plops over on his side just asking to be petted, that's when you know he loves you back. <3