My cat doesn’t like that I’m in charge. He wants to be in charge. In fact, he tries to be in charge..the problem is, he who controls the food, controls the world! If my cat ever figures out how to open a can or turn on a faucet (the turning type) I’m in deep doo-doo!
See, I bought Eggy a water fountain some months ago and he absolutely loved it! Loved it! The problem is, they stopped selling the filters for it. Apparently, that model had been around for quite some time.
Well, the damn thing eventually broke due to the fact its filter was no longer filtering. My attempt to use a Brita pitcher with filtered water…failed. (hangs head in shame)
That’s when it happened! Eggy started drinking from the bathroom sink. At first, it was fine..I was already in there, after all, when he requested it! Cue, to him waking me up at 2 am yowling a month later. Omfg!!
So, like a good owner who wants some fucking sleep, I went finally and bought a new fountain. Only, as I mentioned, they don’t sell his old one anymore! They have one that’s grey and square and that I actually like better because, the water pan is accessible on the outside of the unit and if the lights go out, for any reason, he can still drink from it! The old one housed the water inside in the unit and only filtered the water into a tiny tray that stopped holding water if the unit shut off! So, I thought, problem solved! I even bought 6 months worth of filters, just in case.
Only thing is, Eggy hates it. Refuses to use it! Looks at it in disgust! Trots off to the bathroom where he demands the taps be turned on.
Which, is where the Battle of Wills came in. Refusal meets stubborn owner. It’s been going on for two weeks and today… finally (after days of me quietly praying my cat doesn’t die of dehydration) he gave in and used the fountain.
I have never been soo relieved in my life.
Get a cat, they said. It will make you happy, they said. They skipped mentioning the complete feeling of being a parent again. Oy!!