To say that Hobbs has an slight aversion to water would be, shall we say, a huge understatement. He accepts it as something to drink. He will stay still long enough to take a short bath, but doesn’t like it, but other than that, water has absolutely no use for him.
On our morning walks, people usually have their sprinkler systems going. Hobbs walks on my left; we always walk the opposite direction of traffic, with him safely away from any traffic, but close to the medians where the sprinklers are. Fortunately for him, most of the sprinklers point inwardly towards the lawns, with the occasional errant sprinkler spraying a bit of water into the street.
Whenever Hobbs spies such an errant sprinkler, he immediate starts a slight slant to the right, wanting nothing to do with that sprinkler. This morning, around 7:25, we were finishing up our walk. We were on the side walk, Hobbs on the left, me on the right, the median to the left. Suddenly, the sprinklers on the median came on. There were 5 of them directly in our path, streams crossing the sidewalk.
At first, I thought that I would go out in the street, avoiding the water, but it was warm and humid and I was sweating. I thought that a nice spray of water would feel pretty good. The streams were starting out at about mid-calf height and shooting upwards. Mind you, this put them right about even with Hobbs’ side. 
Figuring that he might be a bit hot and bothered, I took us through the stream. LOL! He tried to fight it, but had to take it.
To my credit, I only took him through two of them and let him avoid the other three. It’s just the kind of guy that I am. Well, to add insult to injury, I made him sit and took his picture!
I guess that the title of the post is 1/2 accurate because his right side was still dry; however, all is not loss, the sprinklers come on at 7:25 AM tomorrow … maybe we’ll just happen to be walking by in the other direction! Haha!
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Even thought he is wet I think that’s a happy tongue.
After meeting the famous Hobbs, I do think he would much prefer to crawl up on someone’s lap for some head scratching. Great post and love the image!