An Agreement
The Cat and I have an agreement. He likes to pretend he is outdoors, so I let him drink from the bathroom faucet. I turn the water on in a slow trickle and he laps up the water to his heart’s content. I’m sure it’s good for him to drink plenty of water (it’s good for all of us). Sometimes I let him drink from the kitchen faucet — don’t tell anyone that.
His end of the bargain is somewhat arbitrary… there is nothing he has to do for me in exchange.
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