I like irrigation season, but I sure don’t like this rain/snow/wind/rain/snow/mud stuff we are having now. I still go, but I get really wet—my belly and my legs. I need longer legs, I guess.
(There is mud out there, don’t let this fool you.)
Anyway, it’s so nasty and wet today, Mom told me I had to STAY at the house, ON my bed, in my BEDROOM. She didn’t know but I STAYED right by the wood stove until I heard the 4-wheelers drive into the yard, then I slipped ever so quickly onto my bed in my bedroom.
There I was sitting there like I was ready to go outside, just as innocent as you please. Mom came in and gave me lots of pets and a hug; said I was a good doggie all nice and dry and warm. I agree—good dog, dry, warm…I gave her a huge smile and a kiss on the hands!
Other than lots of sleeping, not much going on. I think the cats have it figured out…Mom and Dad get cold, wet and muddy. We stay warm and dry!