Desperate Times

Have your Humans still not called a plumber to fix the drippy faucet of youth so that it drips again?

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Not half bad–much better than a water bowl.

–Charlie

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17 thoughts on “Desperate Times

    1. I don’t know why they are not rushing to my aid! All they do is leave big fresh bowls of water upstairs and downstairs. Of course, I can’t drink from those–the fact that I’m “supposed” to drink from them makes the water taste just ghastly. The emergency water bowl tastes acceptable. Not as good as the drippy faucet of youth, but acceptable all the same… Purrs, Charlie

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