What is it about dogs? Henry has two perfectly good water bowls outside. They are clean and changed regularly. Humph. Where does he belly up to the bar? The water fountain. Do I clean it? Nope. Do I rinse it out? Yes, but rarely.
I am counting this as an example of sympathy drinking. I mention this because Henry is still not helping with the removal of the oleander hedge. The work has progressed up to radically cutting back the fourth oleander with more to follow. So, of course hydration is important. Henry watches for awhile, takes a few slurps from the fountain and has found a lovely spot in the 95 degree heat to snooze until he deems it necessary to give his peeps more oleander encouragement.