Mother Nature hater

Since Kali is a cat and has no opposable thumbs, its no surprise that she lacks any desire to conserve the earth on which she lives. The animal loves to drink out of the faucet. Or toilet. Or puddle. Or freshly watered plant. And as a little diva, she'll throw a hissy fit (hah - get it?! HISSy fit?!) if the bathroom faucet is turned off. Ever.

I, on the other hand, like this planet, and plan to inhabit it for many years to come. I've always felt horrible about leaving the water running 24/7, but no one sleeps peacefully if Kali isn't hydrated. I finally sucked it up and bought a Kitty Fountain. I know, right?! How LAME am I?! Soon enough, I'll have hundreds of cats and be morbidly obese, addicted to Cheetos and Maury Povich reruns. But I digress.

I got the box, and opened it up. I let it sit (dry) for a bit so she could scope it out.
Kal: Meh. Not interested.
FINE. I set the thing up, filled it with water and plugged it in.
Kal: Uh-uh.
I (duhn-duhn-duuuuhhhn) turned off the bathroom faucet.
Kal: WHAT.-THE.-HELL?-face

WTF IS THAT?!

methinks not.

THREE FULL DAYS passed, and despite my best efforts to show her how great it is and how its her special toy, no dice. I started to panic - what if she gets dehydrated and dies and its my fault?!?! I shared my marginally irrational fear with a few folks, who suggested I be patient (uhyahrite!). Tried it. And tonight, my friends, I'm proud to report that I can out-wait my damn animal...

Nicole 1, KLSM 0