Join Date: Feb 2013
Location: Northwest Florida
I didn't get a pic of it last night, but Little Man, my paint kept taking my 12oz gatorade bottle out of my back pocket while I was running the curry comb over Sugar. He would lip it out far enough to bite the cap, pull it out of pocket then throw his head up as if to take a shot of whiskey. Then put his head over my shoulder with the bottle as to give it back or wanting me to open it. This went on for about 20 minutes.