I wish I’d been able to capture on video what just happened because no one is going to believe me.

For some time now, I’ve occasionally caught the tap in the dressing room leaking. One morning, I was woken up by the water pump jack-hammering away telling me that a tank that had been half-full the night before was now suspiciously empty (actually only a third full). I thought it was time to change the washer or even replace the whole faucet.

This leaking has occasionally coincided with my catching Neelix in the sink with his mouth open to catch the drips of water that is colder and fresher than what’s in his bowl.

After this began to happen more and more often, I put two and two together. The tap isn’t faulty. Neelix is nudging it open. Remember that it’s a single, lift-up faucet:

Tonight, I noticed him jump onto the vanity and decided to watch. Sure enough, he nudged the the tap open with his little noggin’ and then sat there drinking his fill!

So, replacing the faucet in the dressing room to a cat-proof model needs to be added to my to-do list. *sighs*