Drinks for a Famous cat
Oddly enough, for an intelligent moggie such as Fredcat the famous, Fred's best drink in the world is rainwater, drunk straight after a rain shower, from a puddle in the middle of the driveway. Humans consider this odd because there is a beautiful glass bowl, always filled with good clean fresh tap water and inscribed with Fredcat's name, waiting for Fred next to his food bowls. And from which he hardly ever drinks!
Fredcat on his way to get a drink
Why this penchant for rain water you ask? Difficult to say but there is a corollary to this strange behaviour. At night, Cathie, his favourite human friend, fills her own tumbler with the very same tap water so studiously ignored by Fredcat downstairs. This water is no less (but no more) delicious than the stuff in the glass bowl but it holds a huge attraction for Fredcat.
Maybe the attraction is that the contents of said tumbler are quite clearly destined for human consumption. As such, the tumbler wins hands down as a source of good liquid and Fredcat has come to regard the contents of the tumbler as his very own. Cathie has learned that she has to be either quick to be the first user or get used to the idea that Fredcat has more human traits than she originally suspected.
One other source of feline liquid refreshment is provided at breakfast time. If Cathie is eating a bowl of cereal for her breakfast, Fredcat waits patiently until the bowl is almost finished then steps forward for his share. There may only be one or two spoonfuls of liquid left in the bowl but that is just right for that final slurp.
Fredcat, as a quasi-cat-humanoid, thinks so, too, and he has argued vociferously on many occasions that it is his right that he should have this best part. Human weaknesses and human foibles have accentuated this behaviour so that giving in now and proffering said cereal bowl seems to be the right and proper thing to do. The very annoying thing, though, is that after commandeering the bowl, Fredcat never, never, ever finishes licking it clean. The reason is obvious; if the humans had understood quickly the proper order of priorities in the first place then he would have graciously finished. As it is he always leaves quite a few drops in the bottom to remind less famous folk that they are here to serve him, and not vice versa. This is clearly a lesson in humility which Fredcat reinforces to his human friends every day (or, at least, every day when cereal is on the breakfast menu).