[shotgun]

I used to pack 3 gallons for my bird dogs chasing Chukars up the sides of basalt hills in Eastern Washington in early fall when it was still fairly warm out. I never drank a drop, because as thirsty as I was, the thirst of those 2 dogs going up and down the hillside was tremendous. I’m talking 30-yard wind sprints in front of me as I climbed

[Qiviut]

I’m tired, just reading what you wrote!