Damn, this humidity is kicking my butt. After only a few puny blocks, I’m already panting and shuffling along even with my water bottle handy. What’s a hot, fuzzy boy to do?
I’m not allowed in this fountain (nor would I jump in as I’m not THAT fond of being wet) but mama has figured out a semi-genius way of cooling me down while still staying within the law. We sit on the side, mama scoops up handfuls of water, soaks me down, and then…
I shake it off all over her. I get wet, she gets wet, we both cool down. WIN-WIN