When Kate and I lived in Manhattan, used to walk around Riverside Park frequently. Once on a hot day, we stopped at a fountain to get a drink. I pulled a plastic baggie — otherwise used for collection — out of my pocket and filled it with water so Kate could quench her thirst.
The friend we were walking with called me a Boy Scout, but his dog was glad I was resourceful.
Here's a video shows determined dog — and a damp one, too.
Monday, July 16, 2007
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