I was playing a game of tug with my German Shepherd today. Normally I go outside in the backyard for such a rambunctious activity. Not this time. I decided to play in the kitchen.
He was really pulling on his toy, exerting a lot of energy. You should've seen him thrashing his head back and forth. Unfortunately, in the middle of this thrashing, he stepped, or should I say, jumped into his water bowl. The bowl catapaulted into the air, sending water everywhere. It looked like a miniature geyser.
I was soaked. The french doors were soaked. And of course the floor was soaked.
I couldn't get mad at the beast, though.. It was my fault I didn't move the bowl. And it was my fault that I didn't go outside to play.
On the bright side, the floor needed a wash anyway. I guess there's a silver lining in every cloud.