For drinking, not for peeing.
SH: Where are the cats?
Me: I don't know.
SH: But what if something's happened to them?
Me: I don't care.
SH: But where are they? [Begins throwing open doors, looking under the bed, in the bathtub, etc. Finally goes into the basement, where he finds not the cats but a suspicious liquid on the floor.]
SH: Oh no!
SH: Either water is leaking into the basement or one of the cats peed on the floor.
Me: Which is it?
SH: I don't know! I'm not close enough.
Me: So get close enough.
SH: It's pee.
SH: But I don't have time to clean it up.
Me: Yet you have time to look all over the house for our cats who live indoors and go outside only on a leash.