Beatrice Pussyfoots has come to love the toilet. Long gone are the days when she'd run up, peer into the bowl and then run away the moment you flushed.
She doesn't care so much about watching the water, since we keep the lids down anyway. She just likes hearing the water do its thing and then she flushes again. And again. And again.
She's a troublemaker.
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