Marc brought it home one evening before it was too warm to actually hook it up and try it out. Therefore, Ducky resided in the playroom and was played with often before he was dragged outside and hooked up to the hose. Marc was not home when I hooked this up by myself and either Ducky is a little cheap or I used too much water pressure, because Ducky could not stand upright. Of course, I attempted to adjust him several times which resulted in my getting drenched. Nonetheless, it was worth it.
She was confused at first, wondering why Ducky was outside of the playroom and why he was streaming water out of is wobbly head, but as soon as she checked it out closer, she was a fan. She stood in awe and then would muster up the courage to try and touch the stream of water. When she would do this, oh my goodness it was the funniest thing EVER! She laughed and laughed and laughed. Ducky the Sprinkler was worth every penny.
Now she will sit at the door and whine "owesigh, owesigh" (or better known to us as "outside, outside") and when she does get to go out she will run up to the hose where Ducky stands proudly and pick him up to give him a hug. Lucky Ducky.
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