The Holy Grail of Water Fountains
IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m always amused and amazed by the huge influence our four-legged friends have over us. Take, for example, the lead of this post. Somewhere out there, I bet thereÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s an organization that fosters two- and three-legged dogs, which might find the first sentence not very empathetic or politically correct. But I digress. A few weeks ago, I came across the coolest idea some civil engineer, I assume, decided to bring to life. A dog fountain. Yep. Perhaps, they already exist en masse somewhere near another Dogville that isnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t Elk Grove.Ã‚Â Regardless, this drinking contraption struck me as very odd and ergonomically displaced, at first glance. What kind of a person needs a fountain thatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s THAT low? Ridiculous. Then, I saw Dane Cook walk his German Sheppard over to the green fountain and peddle the drinking button, allowing his parched dog to get a cold, fresh swig of water. Except it wasnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t Dane Cook. In fact,Ã‚Â he was a developed man in his late 50s I spotted from several yards away. But the fountain was still very fancy. Lovely idea. I say, we should urge our city council members to implement this useful doggie drinking fountain in all parks. Fresh water for every dog!