Dew found the sink !ππ§
I heard a faint, rhythmic tapping from the bathroom and crept across the cool floor tiles to inspect it. Up on the smooth porcelain basin, the silver faucet was releasing single drops of water, each one creating clear, concentric ripples across the shallow pool below. I sat low on the rim, watching the shimmering circles expand and bounce against the curved edges. After waiting until I was sure it was safe, I extended one paw and lightly tapped the surface, breaking the clean reflections into tiny splashes of light.


