Our Oregon roommate once walked in on Teddy peeing in the kitchen sink. He recreated the scene for us when we got home: What’s weird is that he was really chill about it. He just looked over at me like (*little cat waving*) “Hey man…what’s goin on?”
Recently he’s started doing it again, only in the bathroom sink. Or the bathtub. He waits until you’ve gone in for your own bathroom break and trots in to join you. “Hey let’s pee together!”
It’s kind of cool that he’s figured out the whole drain thing. The pet voice he was assigned (you do this too, right?) was of the lovable doofus, and Edith got the snooty southern aristocrat. But so far he is turning out to be the brains of the operation.
Now you’ll never want to use our bathroom….unnnnnless you want to try and lure the amazing sink peeing cat.