I decided to spray off the back porch. Again. Hopefully, the pine trees have stopped spraying their pollen all over for the year. (Literally, a breeze would go by and it looked like they were puffing great clouds of yellow smoke.)
I forgot about the dog. As soon as I started spraying, he attacked.
He thought the water from the hose was an admirable opponent.
Worthy of being bitten. Time and time again.
I just wanted to get my work done.....
No matter which setting I put the sprayer on, Fritz was ready to take that monster DOWN.
Sometimes the opponent got the better of him. But he never gave up.
I managed to clean all the yellow pollen off the back porch. But ended up with a VERY wet dog.
Very wet, and very happy. ;)