I have never admitted this one to Paul until I"Had To"....

About 6 months ago, Paul decided to have all of his teeth removed. He has
never had brilliant teeth, &is also frightened of the dentist, which doesn't
help of course. So a while back I convinced him that a trip to the dentist
might be the best thing, if only to arrange to have the ones that he had left,
removed. He was in constant pain from abscess's & forever taking antibiotics.
( A catch 22 situation. infection meant they couldn't pull them, & not
pulling them was causing infection.) Paul had them removed in due course
under a general anesthetic, & had some false one's made up so that he could
put them straight in as soon as he felt able to...

About 3 nights afterwards, I caught Tiggy helping herself to a swig of some
of the water in the glass next to the bed. What could I do? It was too late
to stop her, & telling Paul would have freaked him out!!
(Poor Tiggy.. she could have been poisoned!! However, I Called the vets
surgery to tell them what had occurred, & they told me not to worry, that
there was no risk to the cat, hence a huge sigh of relief for Tiggy)..Trouble
was, that I couldn't think what to say to Paul, to stop him leaving a massive
tub full of water with his gnashers in every night, without admitting that
the cats were having a right old drink out of it every night- Not just one of
them either, I caught all of them @ or time or another!

I tried turning the tap on very slightly in the shower & sink corner of the
bedroom (en suite), but every single night, Paul would go in straight behind
me & make sure the taps weren't dripping, because it kept him awake; in fact
it P*ssed him off so much that he went out & bought a washer for the tap,
thinking it was faulty- I didn't have the heart to tell him that it wasn't
the tap, It was Me, lol!

Every night, I would try & come up with new idea's on how to stop them doing
it, without being caught out, or allowing the cats to drink it Despite the
water bowls, water fountains, & several lids on the gnashers and water inside
it, they would still knock it off the side every single night....I even moved
the teeth, bowl lid & water in a cupboard to no avail. Lilly learnt how to
open the kitchen cupboard. @ this stage, I felt that I had no other option
other than to tell Paul what had been happening for the previous 3 months, &
to my surprise, he laughed his socks off, Lol :o)

To this very day, we have a cupboard in the kitchen that has to be duct Taped
every single night, because if we didn't, our masters & mistresses would have
that cupboard @ every given opportunity. They are superb @ team work too. Taz
can open doors, Lilly can open cupboards, Tiggy is the watch out cat, whilst
Belle & Ringo get first try outs every- time!!!

Those Poor Poor cats, deprived of their favourite drinking water.. *I am only
thinking of their welfare*, but they treat me like I am their worst enemy
when they are separated from that Tupperware box. They now have to put up
with a fresh water fountain in the kitchen, & another in the shower area too..
..

Good Job Paul has a sense of humour too really! How silly of me trying to
hide the fact that that was where the missing water went every night. It was
rather like being a teenager all over again, & adding water to the box, where
as a teenager, it was water to the vodka bottle when we raided the drinks
cabinet. The main thing is that they can't reach it now, & I have confessed
where the water was going. What an idiot I was, Lol :o)
Sheelagh >"o"<

LOL   Good cat slave

god, we are such a sad bunch aren't we?

My cat Meowzer did this exact thing his whole life.   Every morning when I
was getting ready for work he'd come in for his drink from the sink.  I sure
miss the fur ball.

Celeste