The Typical Pond Day

The nice weather we've been having lately is grrrrEAT for going up to the pond and doing what I do best - chasing tennis balls. Well, actually, not tennis balls anymore, but now my bright orange heavy-duty ball. I kinda killed all my tennis balls, ripped the fuzz off them and punctured holes in them with my teeth so many times that they don't even closely resemble any kind of ball anymore.

My orange ball is much harder to destroy, but I have managed to put a big crack in the side of it. Now when I take my ball for a dip in the pond to cool off, the water pours into the crack and fills it up. Then it makes a perfect water gun! I like to squeeze my orange ball just like I do my squeaky toys, so when I'm super close to my humans I can squeeze the orange ball and it'll squirt a stream of water (mixed with my drool) out of the crack in the ball and land on my humans. They think it's gross, but I'm just trying to help cool them off on the hot days! (Er, and cold days too, I suppose)

After my humans take my orange ball from me, I bark and bark at them until they throw it again. Sometimes other big doggies come along and want to chase my orange ball too, but I always beat them to it!

After I get my orange ball, it's strait back to the pond to cool down and fill up my orange water gun again. Before we leave, I usually take a good drink to fill up my own personal water gun to help water the poor plants and fire hydrants on the way back home.