Sgiobalta sat in the meadow this morning, licking the dew off the tall grasses.
She is quite the connoisseur (connoisseuse?) of different kinds of water.
There are water in the dogs’ water dish and water in the dogs’ water dish after it has been scrubbed – very different.
There are this morning water in the dogs’ water dish with ice cubes and ice cubes handed over directly as a result of very pitiable begging.
There is lake water – reached for, stood in, and lapped while swimming.
There is snow.
Snow is for eating and licking and for joyfully making dog angels in.
For the gourmet water-drinking dog, there is bath water. It’s warm, it’s flavored, it may be enjoyed cupped in Mama’s hand or licked directly off the bather (lest they smell too clean).
Today there is grass-served dew.