Give them fresh water every time you feed them. EVERY time. I know they lick their nuts and can be disgusting but even they probably prefer fresh cold water to drink after running, playing, eating or quite possibly licking the boys.
I remember my sister telling me about a friend of hers who told her daughter to give the dog fresh water before sitting down for dinner one night. The daughter looked and replied the water was just fine. When the daughter sat down in front of her dinner plate a few minutes later her mom had placed a glass of what looked like sewer water bedside her plate. She asked her mother what that was? Her mother picked up her own fork and started to eat saying, "It's just some of the dog's water. You said it was fine."
Take it out, and not to the garage but out to the huge can we pay to have picked up once a week. I've counted, it's fifteen steps from the kitchen door.
Case in point:
If you open a can of Coke or bottle of water, drink it. All of it.
If there are only two ounces of tea left in the pitcher when you go to put it back in the refrigerator, put it in the sink and rinse it out instead. Chances are that's the fastest way to have me make another gallon.
They call them "traps" in a sink because is where all the food gets trapped for you to clean out with a napkin from the table one foot behind you. Don't leave it there to gross me out the next day.
I actually saved all the notes I made and may make copies for them all to read and sign upon entering the Cotton compound. (after taking off their work shoes in the garage...away from the door not right in the way of it)
My house isn't a home; WE are. We make this a home.
It's me and it's my husband. It's my three kids and all the people they bring into our lives. It's my relatives. It's my dogs. It's my cooking.
It's reciprocal. Love is all you need. All you need is love.
Those Beatles were pretty smart.
It's been over a half decade constant battle but wouldn't change one day of it.
Every day has been a lesson but every day has been a blessing. Sometimes you just have to look for it.
I may be smaller now but am stronger. I may be older but am wiser. I used to think I was loved. Now I know.
Life is good. It's not easy yet but will be.
I remember what month of what year it all began to unravel. It felt like a nightmare at the time but now know was simply a long curve in the road. Thank goodness gas was cheap back then and didn't run out.
Seems I survived and somebody forget to give me my tee shirt.
That's okay, I'm loved. Beats a tee shirt by a mile.
Til next time...COTTON