The hot, muggy weather has continued into the last weekend of half term.
This afternoon I was clearing a table. Left on it was a full and unopened bottle of still water. The lady at the next table had spotted it:
“Excuse me,” she said, “would you mind if I have that water for my dog? He won’t drink from the bowl.” I told her she had a very posh pooch (no, she said, just fussy) and handed her the water, then watched as she held the bottle to the mouth of the dog - a sausage sort of variety.
The dog drank.
From the bottle.
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