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Our cats have a water cooler (jug of water connected to a dish) under
the assumption that it is a long-lasting source of fairly fresh water.
But dear little Kallisto, isn't she precious, will play in the water
until it is all gone. We're talking like a quart of water. I think she
likes the glug-glug sound, the mirror-like appearance of the water, or
something. For months she did this - she would sit with her arms
lovingly around the bottom of the water cooler, and when you left the
room, there was the incessent glug-glug sound. Often I would go to
work, and come home to see the floor covered in a great lake, and
sometimes the whole water cooler was knocked on its side. So needless
to say, when I installed laminate floor, I stopped using the water
cooler.

We have been using a plain old bowl full of water, but precious little Kallisto inevitably knocks it over as well.
Thirsty cats, and water soaking into the carpet (I know better than to
leave water on the laminate floor now). Yesterday I tried switching
back to the water cooler. I put zip ties around it, attached a clip to
the zip ties, and clipped it to a sturdy anchor. "Let's see them knock
THAT over," I thought.

This morning at 2am I woke up to hear: *THUNK* glug glug glug glug.
*THUNK* glug glug glug glug. *THUNK* glug glug glug glug. *THUNK* glug
glug glug glug.

Ad nauseum.

This morning, the water cooler was still upright, but it was upright
and completely empty. The carpet is SOPPING wet. Oh Kallisto, how
precious you are...

Hello,

Hitchcock is gone. I knew he was getting old, he looked old, he wasnt quite as vicious anymore, he didnt escape even when the cage was open, he moved slower...but I still wasnt expecting it. I opened his cage this morning & he didnt move, he always moves...I touched him...he was cold & stiff...he died sometime between last night & this morning. Its sooo sad...I cant believe I lost my sweet little curmudgeon. We loved him soo much, even though we couldnt touch him. He had style, he was evil, he had beady little eyes & you knew he would kill you in your sleep if he could. He was my first hamster ever. He will always be special for that reason. We bought him because at the store he bit me. He had attitude. We knew that no one else would buy a vicious hamster, so we took him home. We didnt want him to live his whole life in a pet store. We loved him & I think that he loved us too. We took good care of him. He even tried to attack the cats! He had spunk, he had balls. He was the best. He will be missed. It seems that my menagerie just keeps getting smaller. Goodbye Hitchcock, you were loved & you will be missed.

Doom-Kitten