Woody goes out every morning around 5 when Dean gets up, and then he usually goes back to bed and settles down until I get up. Not yesterday. He was all antsy, in “please let me out” mode, so I got up and let him out. As soon as he came back in he wanted out again. And again.
He usually settles down in my office for the first couple of hours of my workday, but nope, same thing. “Let me out,” and as soon as he came in he wanted to go out again. That was getting old so I quit letting him out. He wandered aimlessly around my office for a bit, and then finally I heard something I hadn’t heard in months. He was drinking from his water bowl.
We keep his bowls filled, of course, but he hadn’t touched them in months. He was getting all his water from snow. But I guess this morning he was out of luck since the snow has melted. He must have been thirsty as hell when he finally figured out the whole “water bowl” thing. He drank the whole bowl. I filled it up again and he drank almost another whole bowl.
This morning when Dean got up it was the same routine. Woody went out, then wanted to go out again, then was uncharacteristically antsy. Dean made sure that Woody saw him adding a little more water to his bowl. As Dean said, “You could actually see the light bulb go on above his head."
"I’m so thirsty. I wish he’d let me out to look for snow. Hmm, that guy’s pouring some liquid into that round thing on the floor . . . round thing . . . liquid . . . water! That’s my water bowl! When there isn’t any snow, I can drink water inside!" Sort of like a doggie version of that scene in The Miracle Worker.
Yes, he apparently forgot he has bowls of water inside as a last-ditch alternative to the delicious snow, and the poor goofball was so thirsty he didn’t know what to do. I know he ate a lot of snow this winter, but I never thought a dog could actually forget how to drink water.
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