We can’t set dishes in the sink to soak either. He plays in the sink. When I brush my teeth in the bathroom sink, he’s right there wanting to play. I’ve never had a cat like water like Hobbes does. He drinks out of the faucet and doesn’t even mind getting wet under it.
He hangs out in the fireplace (not when there’s a fire- he has a modicum of sense). He also will help himself to snacks. We’ve caught him grabbing the bag off the counter and gnawing through it (he never eats them all- just a little). I can’t always tell who’s plundering in the kitchen as my husband does that snack thing too with people food, but I seem to catch Hobbes a lot with the bag in mouth. They are called Temptations after all. I caught him on camera one day. He trotted off into the corner and turned his back on me. I made the worst parental mistake and rewarded his bad behavior by letting him have some.
He looks sweet and innocent but he’s a terror. He kept me amused when my dad was in the hospital and I was fretting. You can’t fret with this terror around. He won’t let you!
Here are some pictures of the little devil.