Another memory – this is the old fountain at my parents’ house. Choppy, as I think I’ve said many times, loved to wade and hated to swim (though she could swim if necessary). One of her favorite watering holes was this fountain. Hot day? Time for a dip in the fountain. Cold day? Time for a dip in the fountain. Bored? Time for a dip in the fountain.
As you can see, there isn’t that much water in there. This was on purpose – it was an attempt to keep Choppy (and Izzy) out of it. As you can see, it was not successful. A little water was just as good as a lot of water!