Sheesh!
I swear I am going to have to start locking the Tortie in the bedroom when I clean the kitty fountain. Otherwise she starts Getting Ideas: if she sees me taking the fountain apart, she wants to take the fountain apart.
Last night I dismantled it and washed all the various pieces, then put it back together and left it nicely bubbling away, full of clean water.
When I got up this morning, the top had been removed, the filter had been pulled a third of the way out, and the entire fountain had been pushed or dragged a good two feet, a journey which took it out of the tiled kitchen and into the carpeted living room.
And yes, the carpet is startlingly damp when you stumble across it barefooted and sleepy!
Last night I dismantled it and washed all the various pieces, then put it back together and left it nicely bubbling away, full of clean water.
When I got up this morning, the top had been removed, the filter had been pulled a third of the way out, and the entire fountain had been pushed or dragged a good two feet, a journey which took it out of the tiled kitchen and into the carpeted living room.
And yes, the carpet is startlingly damp when you stumble across it barefooted and sleepy!