I’m quite sick right now (apparently being injured just WASN’T ENOUGH). Last night my husband brought in a plate of food and a glass of water into the room where I was resting, and left both on the bedside table. I didn’t reach for them right away (very drowsy/dizzy; thank you, Doxycic), and a few couple of seconds later I hear “Look at that cat!”
I roll over and look and the little fart is standing on the table, face in the glass, drinking my freaking water.

Bugger.
The plate had chips on it, which I didn’t finish. When I woke up a bit later, he was eating one of the chips (he Has A Thing for tortilla chips).
Jeez, cat. Stealing food and drink from a sick woman!
It’s a good thing he’s so cute! Feel better soon!