Rocket could go either way on the pool, usually. Being cool and wet on a hot day was nice and so was the prospect of being an asshole by clogging something with fur, but he sometimes worried about shorting an implant and the chemicals got up his nose. So it was a trade off.

He could definitely leave it when it was pink, though, no matter how hot the day was. “People’re gonna think this is acid or some shit, ya know.”