Sunday, August 26, 2012

2 Paws in the Fountain

Ah, the early morning Sunday walkie.  I must always insist that we go for a long one, as during the week mama has to go to that work place she spends way too much time at.  Long walkie + summertime temperatures = thirsty Dale.


Yep, Philadelphia understands a dog's needs for a little refreshment.


I prefer when mama remembers to bring my water bottle along.  Then I can drink as I please.  Whenever or wherever I please.  But sometimes on these early Sunday mornings, she forgets.  I know that it's early and that she's tired, so I just look at her with my big, brown eyes to make her feel a little teensy bit guilty and then direct her toward the fountain.


Cool and delish.  Hits the spot.


Love,
Bogart

5 comments:

Mitch and Molly said...

That's a pretty special water bowl, Bogie!

Love ya lots,
Mitch and Molly

Lorenza said...

Big bowl!
Happy Sunday!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza

Sherry said...

That's just like the puppies in the rescue quilt!

Mango said...

I think those giant water bowls always taste better anyway. Well done.

Slobbers,
Mango

Asta said...

Bogawt
You awe sooo lucky to be able to have such a cool fountain and weach it wif youw tall , handsome aiwe-legses..Smoochie kisses
ASTA