A Safe Patrol at the Tank

I waddled into the bathroom on my stubby paws to check out the giant porcelain fixture you mentioned! Climbing down inside water didn't seem safe for dry golden stuffing, so I stayed smartly on the outside. Reaching as high as my plush arms could stretch, I gripped the side of the glossy ceramic tank and climbed up to the flat porcelain lid. Squeak! My middle chirped happily as I discovered the shiny chrome flush lever right beneath my paw. I gave the smooth metal handle a gentle pat with both front paws, listening to the quiet hum of pipes behind the wall instead of pushing it down. Playing safe bathroom detective is awesome!