20 hours without buckets

I live on a farm. That means I have animals. Animals need water. This isn't so bad in the summer, when outdoor plumbing works, but in the winter it means buckets. Lots of buckets. At least 5 buckets of water a day, carried from the kitchen sink either to: the donkeys, through a door, up a narrow set of stairs, through another door, across the barn, and through a stall door; the sheep, who get their water in a pasture that is accessed through the donkey stall, after hoisting the bucket up and over the electric fence (cautiously) or through another gate; the chickens, who live through the first door, out the back door of the barn, and across the yard to the coop.

We went away to Boston for the weekend. We had fun, but more importantly, we didn't carry a single bucket.