Just came across this. Makes me feel a bit better about the little oops in my day if even penguins have trouble just being penguins. Enjoy!
This is Coco. This is where she naps whenever possible. This is me feeling like even though I have to use the facilities, I don’t want to disturb the cat.
So, my cat Mac’s business end was used in a recent Cat’s Pride (a cat litter brand) Facebook post! Now the disclaimer: I work for the ad agency that manages and produces much of the content for Cat’s Pride, including their Facebook page. Therefore, it’s not entirely that amazing that this particular kittytush was featured in this way.
Mac is, well, different. I say that with love, of course. He refuses to drink from the water dish like the other pets. I mean, how plebeian, right? The only place he will drink from is the faucet, preferably in the bathroom. First of all, because the water is not left running at all times for his convenience, he has learned to take advantage whenever he hears someone entering the room with his favorite watering hole. Therefore, day or middle-of-the-night, if one of us ventures into the bathroom, you’ll hear the thundering rumble of a large, not particularly nimble orange cat racing from where ever in the house he happens to be. Because he’s a bit clumsy, it’s not too unusual to hear him careening off furniture, walls and/or bathroom cabinetry along the way.
He has a very particular process as well. We turn the water on very low, and yes, he will sit and look at us with all of the very considerable disdain he can muster if the water force is not to his liking. If we have acted in an acceptable manner, then he will settle himself on the edge of the sink with his front paws bracing either side of the drain. Then, ever so carefully, he places his head under the stream of water, adjusting position until it’s just right. The water then hits him mid-forehead, rolls down his face onto the side of the sink where he laps it up. For whatever reason, it’s not enough to drink from the sink without it rolling off his face. When he’s had his fill, he then shakes his head (spraying water droplets all over our bathroom mirror) and goes about his business.
That’s my boy.