Watering the Dogs.

My scraggly pots of herbs are struggling to survive in the FL heat. I gave them a drink of water yesterday afternoon, and Murphy had to get in on the act. For the first time ever, Dudley joined in. He used to be afraid of this game, and would run to the far end of the yard while Murphy frolicked in the hose. This time, Dudley figured out the game right away, while Murphy complained that I was shooting the water too high and he was too lazy to chase it.

Apologies for the poor quality of the video; I had one hand on the hose and the other on the camera, and I'd had two glasses of wine so my panning skills may have been slightly impaired.