A few days ago I had one of those; I wonder if , thoughts. An idea of a concept and I made the choice that I would not worry about it. It was more likely it would never happen. If it did it would be bad, but I decided it wasn’t really #worryworthy.
Just now, I was here when it happened. 4:01am, September’s 14, 2025 and now it’s something I have to worry about, but thos time I was lucky.
My cat learned a new trick by watching me do it, and repeating it. If I had not been here to see it , and luckily hear it, the consequences would have been worse.
The cat learned how to turn the water on.
I have the mini luxury of having an electric pump connected to a 5 gallon water tank. You’ve no doubt seen the more common blueish jugs that sit upside down on a water cooler. They’re often seen in public waiting rooms where you may be sitting around.
Mine is the cheaper version. It has no cooler. It’s just a platform that sits on top of the jugs opening with a nozzle connects to a pump and the jugs sits on the floor. It is at the end of my bed and it is essential to me to keep me hydrated without the effort of getting out of bed and walking down the hall to the bathroom. A simple task for most, but just out of sight enough to forget about and not do.
My medication drys me out. This water pump works for me, although I admit it’s nowhere near as nice as having a fridge filled with 8 or 10 filled and chilled bottled beside my bed, doubling as my night stand like I have had in the last four places I lived.
My water consumption is way down since moving here. The well water isn’t as nice to drink, and my sink isn’t tall enough to fill bottles and the fridge is way down the hall. This is a compromise my ADHD brain accepts. Hydration is important. I notice a decrease in my health because I drink less than half the gallon a day I was accustomed to.
But today it was the cats turn to drink, and I knew she would not comprehend the idea of turning the drink supply off. Had I not been here, the bedroom floor carpet would have been shopping up 5 gallons of water. Not good.
Because it was 4am, I was in bed just waking up to hear it. It took no time to recognize the sound and see her look back at me feeling accomplished. She wanted water, and I didn’t fill her water so she got it herself. Oh oh.
I’m not quite sure how I will stop her from doing it again, and still be available to me when I’m thirsty. Like now. 4:30am. Time to be up and hydrate.
