We have zero chance of rain for the next 10 days, and an ongoing streak of triple digit heat. Our city has instituted water rationing in anticipation of possible water shortages - this is fine by me because I always felt it was wrong to water the streets. All those people with maladjusted water sprinklers just made my frugal soul cringe as they splashed over pavement.
This means the water I put outside for the dogs to drink when they're playing out there disappears quickly - and it's not the dogs drinking it most of the time.
I've also shut off the fountain, which has made the birds unhappy. Itzl wandered around it looking for the overflow that almost always coats the river rocks around it - to no avail. It's dry.
He and Xoco embarked on an in depth examination of the yard, looking for the formerly common water puddles. These elusive puddles are almost a thing of ancient history as far as they are concerned.
At last, they gave in and went inside to drink from their inside water bowl, and plot tomorrow's search for water in their monkeybed.
It's not easy, being a 4 pound 4 footed explorer in a world designed for 150 pound 2 footed humans, but they manage. They manage.