The Lives of the Explorers

In 1513, the legendary Spanish explorer Juan Ponce de León combed the land that would become Florida, wading through her treacherous swamps and trailer parks, until at last he realized his dream, indeed the dream of all Mankind: finding the legendary Fountain of Woof.

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17 thoughts on “The Lives of the Explorers

  1. allein July 19, 2016 / 1:23 pm

    Combed the land?

    • Gigi_the cat lady July 19, 2016 / 1:34 pm

      GROAN!!!!

      (Darn! I wish I thought of it first, well played Allein)

      • allein July 19, 2016 / 1:35 pm

        Don’t blame me! Blame Mel Brooks!

      • allein July 19, 2016 / 1:43 pm

        You had to know someone was gonna go there. 😉

  2. AJ July 19, 2016 / 1:55 pm

    My question is how in blazes did the doggy get up into the fountain???? Enquiring minds must know!

    • Kar July 19, 2016 / 5:45 pm

      Either that or he jumped. That’s not too far off the ground for a dog that size. Heck, my toy poodle could jump 5 feet and escape the back yard on a regular basis.

  3. AB July 19, 2016 / 2:05 pm

    *Clutches chest feigning heart attack* A dog voluntarily taking a bath???

    • Faye July 19, 2016 / 3:41 pm

      It’s a Black Labrador. Born to swim!

    • Duckie July 19, 2016 / 4:28 pm

      Maybe the speculated-upon hamburger from the next post was in the fountain. And we can’t see the doxie because s/he blends in with the water and the sunshine.

  4. Elaine C Williamson July 19, 2016 / 2:40 pm

    AJ asked my question but my second thought was how much fun that dog was having. ?

  5. Gigi the cat lady July 19, 2016 / 3:00 pm

    Poor baby looks like he needed to cool off ASAP

    • Murray C. July 19, 2016 / 5:48 pm

      The lolling tongue gave it away, nest-ce pas?

    • liloaktree July 20, 2016 / 3:00 am

      Exactly.

  6. 6rabbits July 19, 2016 / 6:38 pm

    I can just hear the next bird visitors: “Hey! Anyone else smell eau de dog?” ?

    • Murray C. July 19, 2016 / 8:39 pm

      Our cat, despite all the drinking stations in the house (NO toilets!?), will head straight for the bird bath as soon as she goes outside – soup d’oiseau is all I can think.

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