My dog is broken.  Or defective.  Either that, or she’s a Mastiff in disguise.

Why do I say this?  Because as far as I know, Ridgebacks are not supposed to spill enough water when they take a drink to cause the Titanic to sink.  Seriously, I’m afraid one day she’s going to flood my kitchen, at the very least.

None of our eight other Ridgebacks have ever done this (And before you ask—no, they don’t all live at my house, although I realize that’s hard to believe, given the mess).   In fact, most of them are downright dignified imbibers, taking dainty tea sips from the bowl.  At the most, they spill a drop here or there.  I mean, we’re talking Ridgebacks—if they get their paws wet, they might melt.

So why, oh why, do I have the defective one that forces me to wade through small ponds of water day after day, soaking my socks with spillage and doggy drool?

Exhibit A:   Fergie, taking a drink.

Exhibit B:  The aftermath.

The question now is—-do I refill the bowl, or do I just let her drink off the floor?