So, just a brief experience in wonderment to share. It's finally a gorgeous day out, we get home from the day's errands, and go sit out back with some nice iced coffees, throwing the floppy frisbee for Puckster, the spoiled one. He periodically runs under the deck, comes back up, etc. Lovely day. DH & I are discussing the where to put stuff, next garden phase, etc. Suddenly the dog jumps up onto my lap - surprise - 65# package. I'm laughing, not particularly paying attention, looking around the yard, and DH says "HEY- What are you doing????" Puckster has done a lizard tongue thing
- right into my large, pub glass of iced coffee. And is happily slurping away. He drink about 8 oz of it - including the drippage on the deck. What's not to like - milk, a liitle sugar, and caffeine - just what every hyper kid needs!
Anyhow - it was funny, and not enough caffeeine to bother him, just really funny. He must've been thirsty - we haven't hooked up his auto-waterer outside bowl yet. Oh, well.
Now, off to get cleaned up for our night of Shakespeare.
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