Lilty in Bitches:
Holy SHIT! So, I just bring the computer in my room, and obviously, Cat had pushed the door open sometime tonight, because Captain Jack's bowl was turned over onto its side, and water was all over. (The noise must have scared her off, though, because, while I've found stuff near his bowl knocked onto the floor before, she's never actually gotten to him.)
So, bowl is on its side with just about no water left, just little bits between the marbles in the bottom, and Jack is still there (this is how I figure she got scared off) but he's all still with Xs for eyes and shit. Dead. Dead dead dead. And so I dump my water glass in there, all panicky, because I'm all juiced on caffeine.
THE FUCKER STARTS SWIMMING.