Water,Water everyhere

Every Saturday the youngest boy and I go down to our little market town and have a drink in Regis's Bar, usually splitting a bottle of local dry white. I usually go inside to order, whilst the boy arranges the dog under a suitable table. When the weathers hot Regis will often bring out a bowl of water for any doggy customer.
Now gold-en-re-triev-ers are water dogs and we quickly found out that she preferred to play with water rather than drink it and that anything other than a heavy earthenware bowl would be instantly tipped and paddled in! Last summer Regis bought out water in an old litre ice cream tubfor the dog. I explained but none the less he left it and over it went. Not too much bother as we were sitting out on the pavement. This happened 2 or 3 times until he got fed up with it.
This year on the first hot day Regis came out with our drinks and a big grin on his face; he'd bought with a new dog bowl but in plastic, 2 laps at the water and over it went, back to the drawing board! Last Saturday we sat under the porch on a tiled area in front of the bar, when I went in to order there was something going on and Mrs Regis brought our drinks out followed by Regis wearing a big get out of that grin and carrying a large plastic washing up bowl full of water. Again 2 laps of water and she grips it by the rim and heaves it over, his face was a picture! and there was water everywhere !
He went back inside and re-appeared with a large sqeegee on a broom handle. Typically another fun game of the dogs is to help with sweeping up or hoovering when she paws at the head making a strange noise between a growl and a whine! Regis joined in the game poking the squeegee at her and saying something like " come on then", which she did, taking three bites out of it. The squeegee looked some thing like this ___m___m___m___