We were given some christmas gifts that required dry ice during shipping [thanks, mom!]. Dry ice is not something that our son, Roger, or the youngest of our two dogs, Ruby, had any clue about.
So, of course, that required that the dry ice be dropped in a pot of water in the middle of the kitchen!
And fun was definitely had! Ruby pretty much lost it with excitement over all this weird cold fog like stuff pouring out of the pot and Roger just about lost it (with laughter) blowing clouds of fog into Ruby’s face.