For as long as I've had him (12 of his 14 years), Moseley has guarded his water supply.
This is him in an old picture (I couldn't get it any bigger) from 2003, whapping Bustopher (the orange kitty blur) to keep him away. The water is in the small black ceramic bowl on the floor between them.
Here is Moseley a short time ago while he is having some time out of his room (read his story here to find out why he has his own room). He doesn't drink the water, he just stands guard over it.
This is Yukon's favorite watering hole so he was persistant (in his Zen way) and eventually Moseley gave in to him. It took about 15 mintues of closer and closer sitting, then...
Moseley found bigger fish to fry...
Poor guy was shivering so I took him out of the cold wet sink and placed him by the woodstove.
The next day he found the motherload (maybe he remembered his last bath in there) and planted himself on that carpet for over an hour.
I have to admit, Moseley has always been a few cards short of a full deck.