This is Peanut on his play gym that sits in the office. He'll climb down to that yellow dish if I add a couple of oat groats, or if he's in the mood for the ever-present crumbles. But when he's thirsty, he stays on his perch, and looks down at the blue dish. He looks at the dish, looks at me, looks back down at the dish, back at me, sometimes he'll squeak a little. Finally — it's true, I let Peanut win this game — I pick up the blue dish and hold it for him while he drinks. Thus saving him the 8 1/2 inch climb for a refreshing beverage.

He's so spoiled.