Just walked back into my study from a bathroom break and caught tuna breath drinking out of my glass of water. Well, not really drinking, per se, but more like dipping a paw in, swishing it around, pulling it out and licking it, and then dipping it back in. Rinse and repeat. My first thought (right after “God damnit Tunch!”) was what if I had not walked in on him- I would be drinking litterbox flavored water without knowing it.
The second, more horrifying thought was “HOW MANY TIMES HAS HE DONE THIS AND I HAVEN’T CAUGHT HIM?”