He chases Richard around the garden in the hope for a drink and a splash from the hose and is a regular visitor at the kids bathtime. He happily sits on the side of the bath whilst the girls are in it and lets them splash him with water. Not good for our wooden floors let me tell you!
He loves the rain too.
Yesterday it didn't just rain here, it bucketed down. The rain filled our paddling pool and washed a rubbish bin down the street. And guess who went and stood out in it? And guess who then came in and decided that because I was kneeling down on the floor doing some fabric cutting, I would make a great towel to rub against?
And guess who then lay down on the pile of scraps on the floor to dry himself off?
Look at that face. Would you dare try and move him?
And here's another thing about cats that someone forgot to tell Kipper.
That they are dignified, regal creatures.
And aren't they supposed to have great spatial awareness too?
Trust me to get the cat that doesn't conform to the norm :o)!