So I'm posting this here for myself. My cats are crap smoke alarms; even during the day when I knew I had something on the stove, they didn't alert me, ever. If the frying hot candle wax hadn't sizzled and if I hadn't happened to watch the cats at that very moment as they twitched their ears, twice in a row, it would have burned through the enamel pan in the end? Years ago I was still cooking and busy on LJ, now it's really just idiocy.
So I feel thrice-as-bad for having succumbed to thirst and gingerly opened my water bottle. Despite knowing it, they both fled off my lap.
(Maybe having dropped a full cup of tea on the floor from our chair here two days in a row made them jitter. They also don't even try out their new most expensive drinking fountain.)