Picture if you will…

You are a certain young boy-kitty. You’ve spent the day at the vet, caged and drugged, having a certain sensitive part of your anatomy removed. (Which is just as well since you didn’t quite know what to do with some strange feelings you’ve been having.) You arrive at home, sore, loopy, famished, and dying of thirst. You search for water, anxious to wet your throat and soothe your upset stomach. What about here?

No, you need something more wet, more watery, more challenging to your vast intellect and that showcases your clever water-finding skills. There, up on the table! The female hairless ape known as “mommy” has the very thing you are searching for in her strange mitts. You risk a dizzy jump and sidle up.


that’s much better.