the madness of felines
Mar. 27th, 2013 12:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
llywelaThis is what I have to contend with these days, every time I want to use the bathroom for any reason.
Yeah, Alfie has developed a deep and abiding obsession with running water that shows no sign of lifting. If I go upstairs, he runs ahead of me to jump in the sink, just in case I might feel inclined to turn the tap on so he can play with the water. He even puts himself to sleep in the sink, which is apparently just the right shape and size to be cosy. What can I say? He's nuts.
Poppy, who is much more sensible, prefers to curl up on a nice, sunny windowsill, thanks all the same.
Yeah, Alfie has developed a deep and abiding obsession with running water that shows no sign of lifting. If I go upstairs, he runs ahead of me to jump in the sink, just in case I might feel inclined to turn the tap on so he can play with the water. He even puts himself to sleep in the sink, which is apparently just the right shape and size to be cosy. What can I say? He's nuts.
Poppy, who is much more sensible, prefers to curl up on a nice, sunny windowsill, thanks all the same.
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Date: 2013-03-27 08:58 pm (UTC)