Binx's Beverage of Choice

The Brown Bowl, it's the champagne of toilet water.

I was a bit concerned when I found my cat becoming interested in the toilet after 14 years. Ryan noticed it first. When he would go to flush she would jump up on the seat and try to attack the vanishing water. She was so bold as to not even wait for me to vacate the seat, apparently we are that close. After her version of cat and mouse with whatever delightful creation was in the toilet she would drink deeply from "the fountain of youth". And I do mean deeply. It's like she'd been in the desert and this was the first water she'd had in days. I suppose it's the fresh supply of water that wets her fancy. I rinse her water dish out every other day and refill it, empty or not. Often I find chunks of food, some mystery particles, and clumps of her own hair. I think it is her way of telling me to change out the water or keep the toilet lid open. We are in a bit of a stand still.

What worries me the most though, is when I am woken up in the middle of the night to damp, cool kitty paws on my face and pillow...