I even took the gourd down to the stream and filled it with more water, some of which I drank and some of which I poured over Lop-Ear.

And then I threw the gourd away.

It never entered my head to fill the gourd with water and carry it into my cave.

Yet often I was thirsty at night, especially after eating wild onions and watercress, and no one ever dared leave the caves at night for a drink.
Another time I found a dry; gourd, inside of which the seeds rattled.

I had fun with it for a while.