On Saturday, the kittens were watching their mom drink out of the toilet and thought they'd give it a try. It was sort of successful. They fell in. But they didn't freak out. They obviously trust that their humans won't let anything happen to them. They stood in the bottom of the toilet and drank to their little hearts were content.
Like any good blogger, I ran for the camera before rescuing them from the toilet. The grey and white one was the one who fell in first, but I wasn't fast enough to catch all three of them in the watering hole.
I pulled them out and plopped them on a towel on the floor to dry off, then I realized that they were shivering like crazy and realized they were hypothermic. Aw, heck, who needs to be to work on time anyway? So I spent a few minutes drying them briskly until they stopped shivering.
Sad thing is, they think that's how they get drinks of water now. They don't think twice about jumping down into the toilet instead of balancing delicately like their mother. There are water trails throughout the house now that the kittens can water themselves.