Mr Padge likes to drink from the bath. He especially likes to jump into the tub just before it totally empties, and drink the warm bathwater as it swirls around his ankley-bits. I've put him in when the water is as deep as his knee-bits, as he seemed to enjoy it immensely. Pooter, on the other hand, won't jump into the bath unless it's completely empty, and jumps out again if you put the plug in to add a little drinking water for them, only returning when there's no chance of splashing.
When they drink together it looks like this, which is something I'd like to capture in Chinese ink one day...
Lately Padge has taken to waiting in the bath at odd times of the day, hoping someone will notice him.
And it can be quite spooky, walking from one room to another and having this dark shape catch your eye.
And he just sits there, until you actually lean over the bath for the plug.
And then he gets all modest and bashful, as if to say 'but only if it's not inconvenient to you at this time', and gets all lovey-dovey, and the purr like a chainsaw kicks in.
The other day Pooter decided to see if he could do it too
But he got bored within a minute or so and went back to hanging out in the kitchen, where he waits for someone to open the fridge or start chopping something. He's never very far from the fridge, that cat, even though he's the skinny kit.