Koufax Memories - Strange Water

Sure he drank from his bowl, but never when there was another option. Once we moved to Seattle he drank from rain puddles >80% of the time. It got to the point I would start leaving plates and bowls scattered about the backyard just to watch him move between them all and really whet that whistle. He treated Strange Water like tapas - taste a little bit from all the options.

Drinking from the spigot in Big Sur. Like a fancy boy.