Maybe I should rather say he loves the water in the bathtub.

As some of you may recall, when I tried to fix the floor under the tub (and
had the tub fall on my head) I forgot it was connected to a drain pipe and
busted it off. So now the tub drains directly into the backyard through a
series of discarded radiator hoses connected to a 10' plastic pipe, and to
keep from flooding the area where it drains I leave bathwater in the tub and
dip it out to flush the commode.

Tommy will do anything to get to that water before it leaves the tub. Every
time I go into the bathroom he runs straight up onto the rim of the tub and
steps down into the water with his front feet and drinks as much as he can.
It doesn't seem to matter to him that the water is mixed with soap, shampoo
and hair conditioner and can't possibly taste as good as the clean water in
his dish.

There's no accounting for taste, is there? LOL.