Fandom Wasteland

Okay, so last night, my kitty cat was wandering around my room, sticking her head into cups next to my bed, checking to see if they had any water. I didn't really want to go all the way downstairs and change her water in the laundry room, so I took one of the cups, filled it up, and placed it on the ground next to her. She got a drink and I went back to my computer.

Later on that night, I moved the cup to a shelf, so that I wouldn't knock it over in the middle of the night.

Did I ever mention that I have a six year old nephew living with me? Well, I do (some of you can already see where I'm going with this). Today he was in my room and I was (once again) at my computer. I look up, and what is my nephew doing? Three guesses. He had downed the whole glass before you could say, "Are you aware that you're drinking kitty water?"

EEEEWWWWW!!! EWW EWW EWW EWW EWW EWW!!!!!!!!!! Oh EW!

If he gets some horrible disease, don't tell his mom it was my fault, please!