Riley’s water park also masquerades as a pet fountain. He is a tuxedo kitty who is fascinated by the bubbles that the pet fountain creates. He lies on his side and stretches his paw up under the cascade of water until he tips over the reservoir (which thankfully comes tightly capped). Once he has the container tipped over, he loses sight of the magic bubbles. The rubber hose that attaches to the pump also becomes dislodged and blows air into his face. I think it tickles his whiskers because he does a lot of rubbing his face with his paw.

Then he slaps the water much like a toddler would stomp through a mud puddle. Water splashes everywhere! His idea of helping me clean-up? Lick his paws delicately until he has satisfied his thirst.

By this time the kittens have discovered Lake Riley and they are sliding around the floor doing their own interpetation of body surfing. Clambering up on the dining room table, Shimmer jumps down into the middle of Lake Riley splashing her brothers and sisters in the process. Before they can retaliate, she dashes underneath the dining room chair to hide.

They have a grand old time and they just ignore me until I grab the mop to do clean-up. Then it is an E-Ticket ride for Panic as she climbs on board the mop head and goes for her ride, courtesy of Riley’s water park.