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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Combed the land?
GROAN!!!!
(Darn! I wish I thought of it first, well played Allein)
Don’t blame me! Blame Mel Brooks!
*snert* 😀 😀 😀
You had to know someone was gonna go there. 😉
My question is how in blazes did the doggy get up into the fountain???? Enquiring minds must know!
My hunch is that the humans put the doggy up there to help it cool off.
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.
*Clutches chest feigning heart attack* A dog voluntarily taking a bath???
It’s a Black Labrador. Born to swim!
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.
AJ asked my question but my second thought was how much fun that dog was having. ?
Poor baby looks like he needed to cool off ASAP
The lolling tongue gave it away, nest-ce pas?
Exactly.
I can just hear the next bird visitors: “Hey! Anyone else smell eau de dog?” ?
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.