I hate the wet, clear stuff that my human puts out next to my food.
It doesn't smell of anything, it doesn't taste of anything, and it was cold when I dipped my nose in it.
Now that it's quite warm, and I get tired chasing bees, I suddenly really want the wet, clear stuff.
I have meowed at my human about this, but he doesn't seem to understand.
He just put out more catty biscuits.
I shall keep meowing at him.
There is wet, clear stuff in the usual bowl, but there is a small hair in it.
I shall not approach the bowl until this hair is removed, and new, wet, clear stuff is given to me ... but I really want the wet, clear stuff now.
I shall nap next to the bowl.
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