“Tabby what are you doing?”

“Quenching my thirst of course.”

“But not on that stone, that is not so clean and you could catch all sorts of germs and infections.”

“But this is fresh water. It only just arrived from the sky, and is the best you can drink. It has had no time to get infected with anything, which is not the same I could say for that strange mixture you drink from your tap.”

“But Tabby, we only have fresh water, especially treated that it is clean and has no impurities.”

“Again the human logic is not logical. If water has no impurities, it is not water, but an artificial liquid with no taste and no life.”

“Thanks Tabby, but I prefer my water with no life.”

“Typical, dead water has no taste, no movement, and no excitement. It is boring from the first lick to the last, or swallow as humans prefer. My water lives, it excites, it tantalises. There is movement in every lick, in every drop. Imagine when it falls from above the flavours it collects on the way down.”

“That is just plain unhygenic Tabby.”

“Unhygenic is the best flavour that you can have. It is never boring, but exciting. And now for some more, before it disappears. It is not every day that I have such appetising water.”

“But Tabby you have a bowl of wonderful clean water next to your food bowl.”

“But it is not the same Mrs. Human, it has to have a savoir vivre, goût particulière, le grand miou.”

“I didn’t know you could meow in French Tabby.”

“Of course I can, I am multilingual in all types of meow. Water must be absorbed. I swirl it around in my mouth at least a minute before swallowing. That is the only way to savor the taste.”

“Oh, I see, I must be doing something wrong.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Infected