I know, I know. There’s suppose to be mud. Well, there was some, but let me tell you what happened. We went for a looooong hike out at 1000 Acres–about 6 miles–and ended up at the Columbia River again. A new part. We took a new trail and walked and walked and walked. I ran, Mom walked.
And then we walked some more. I was pooped, let me tell you. I think Mom was trying to run me into the ground! She was in a hurry to get back so she could put this stain stuff on the basement floor. Remember I told you they were working on it? The guy that keeps coming over is almost done. I’m sure glad about that!
But you want to know about mud. I just KNOW it! Well, we found some. Sure did! And I stayed out of it. Walked right around this and tons and tons of mud-puddles. Without a leash! Pretty good, huh?
I didn’t want to tell Mom it was because I was T I R E D. Let her think I’m being clean for once.