Jezebel loves water. Well, Jezebel loves looking at water. She runs to the toilet whenever it flushes to see the water go down. She pokes at vases when they’re full. She loves water so much she can’t help herself from playing with it. Which is why, every single day, she spills her water all over the floor.
Every evening after I fill her dish back up, I hear her, nudging her it gently. She pushes it, just a little, and the bottom of the ceramic bowl scrapes across the tile floor. That’s how we know the kitchen floor is about to be covered in water again.
We always have to be careful not to walk into the kitchen in socks, just in case. A while back, we thought we could fix the problem by getting her a new water bowl. The one we got is ugly, but it has a heavy bottom that we thought would be too heavy for her to push. We were wrong. She has to work harder, but she can still get a large amount of water on the floor with a little bit of effort.
The only reason we don’t take the bowl away completely is that occasionally Pants will drink from it before it ends up on the floor. If it were just Jezebel—well, she’d be one parched kitty, that’s for sure.
Why does Jezebel feel the need to spill the water in the exact same way every day? Why can’t be happy just drinking it like any other cat? Because she’s a jerk.