The house is interesting with five (yes, five) cats now. Three of them are Gingers and have begun to hang out as a gaggle of Gingers, while the other two (mother and kitten) are dilute Torties, and kinda-sorta hang together. Today was Zoë’s turn at cuteness when she jumped up on the bathroom sink and discovered running water. She just stood there, transfixed. I’ve never seen that behavior in any cat I’ve owned before, current or prior.