I TOLD you I’d be back with a Muddy Monday, and, here it is! Not my finest (check this one out–my benchmark for best mudding), but up there. There has to be a mud puddle and it has to be when we first get to 1000 Acres. Seriously, I’m to pooped after Mom runs me to DEATH and I swim and swim (she says to get that mud off, but really…….). Here I go…There’s the initial lay downthe head dunkand the finale’All good things must come to an end, but there’s a trail ahead.
The mud was gone and I SCORED–no bath. Can you believe it?
(Mom says the Sandy was really clean and took all my mud away–I think she’s just sneaky)