The dog decided to take a mud bath on our walk today near Chenies. She also found several pungent scents in the woods which required a good roll in order to mask her normal dog scent, therefore enabling her to creep up on the squirrels without notice.
The thinking here is that they'll just think she's a walking cesspool.
I need to give her a bath, so blogging and Twittering will be light. Plus we're both exhausted. A lie-in on the couch sounds a lot more fun than a muddy bath.