Monday, October 27, 2008
This is what it looked like around here on Saturday. It was one of those cold, wet, dreary days that people like when they want to stay in the house and watch football and need an excuse not to go outside.
Anyway, on Sunday morning when my mom took me for my walk, the ground was still wet so that meant a lot of mud, one of my favorite things. I had a ball! I got wet and muddy, but I was not satisfied until I found a pile of brown stinky sticky stuff that some other animal left in our yard under one of our trees. So, I did what any self-respecting dog would do. I rolled in it. Left and right and right and left over and over again. It was loads of fun! Well, my mom, not liking mud and brown stinky sticky stuff as much as I do, did what any self-respecting dog-mom would do. She marched me right in the house, past everything, straight to the tub, and gave me the longest bath that I have ever had in my whole two years of life. (I did kind of enjoy the warn water but don't tell her that.) Now I smell nice (yucky), my fur is all soft and fluffy (yuckier) and I am clean (yuckiest).
I guess I'll just have to start all over again. It takes a while to build up that wonderful dog smell.
Sorry there are no photos of me, but mom knew better than to let go of me to get the camera. Sometimes she is no fun at all.