My long-haired cat ran excited -not hindered by the
refrigerant temperature- outside, to the mortar tub loaded with rainwater, which is the
tastiest water, because it is alife. Since this is for him the first winter
that he can go outdoors, after 7 years of being a purebred indoorkat, he has
much to learn. He has discovered that he is a cat: he has been behind
butterflies and has chased frogs through dense ivy plants. Recently he can
climb, light as a feather, he runs into a two meter high wall. Now he dashes to
the mixing container to find out there is no water in. He checked it twice (unfortunately I didn't have the camera in my hand)
I decided to help him and enter the garden warmly wrapped. I
call him, he shows no interest. I break the ice, but still he shows no interest
at all. He looks for a while with a look that seems to say "I've already
seen it, the water is gone". I decide to catch his interest and let the
water splash, I play a bit with a stick in the water and it splashes on the
ground. He recognizes that immediately. That is such a nice character of water, it is not
only drinkable, but you can also play with it, by splashing, trying to catch it
and running through puddles.
So he comes. Somewhat incredulous he doesn't show to be
interested, but he can not resist to investigate the splashes and than it appears
to be water, so he stands with his front paws on the edge of the mixing
container and tries to catch an ice floe ... haha ... if that does not work, he
chooses to drink, it is lovely to drink water with long strokes ... what is it
good: icy water!
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