Bucky’s little sister passed last year, and although she was overall a much stranger cat, she drank from the waterfall part of the fountain. Sometimes Bucky would get in uncomfortably close and stare at her mouth while she was drinking. It’s hard not to imagine him unable to see the water, thinking, “What are you even doing?? There’s nothing there!”

Sorry for your loss. I hear it’s supposed to get easier, but personally I’m still waiting.

Fun fact: I almost embarrassed myself and wrote “geckering”, but my wife corrected me at the last second.

Geckering is how monkeys laugh. Foxes gekker.

Then I won’t do that. Thanks for pointing that out.

Yes it is.