Cat Has Spilled Her Water Bowl Woes

Owner gone, water bowl has spilled, and my anger is about to burst. I won't die, I thought to myself in the morning, not concerned at first. I accidentally slipped in that water, and my fur is thick and feels icky. I am wet and mad and mean and disappointed and feeling sticky. But licking water off my pretty fur is not going to satisfy me very long. Dog offered to share her water bowl, but drinking after dogs is wrong! So here I sit, in the crappiest of moods, expecting the worst actually. I know Owner usually comes home but this is what I see, so factually. Dog is lazy beast, passing gas so badly it makes this puss want to gag. I decide to stuff something in his mouth, maybe a mildewing dish rag. Hey! The sink’s faucet is dripping. I can hear it. Drip. Drip. Drip. I’m not supposed to be on the counter, but this is a necessary trip. I have to stretch my elongated pink tongue to get a little taste of H2O. What else can a dying cat do? I stretch and get water on my nose. My tongue snakes out mightily. I get a little taste, ah, refreshing drink. A voice comes into my ears quickly. ”What are you doing in my SINK?”