Puddle duck…er, dog

fullsizeoutput_5d37Since I was a tiny puppy I’ve not been able to resist a puddle.  I would sit in them on the beach to cool off after a romp and I’ve been attracted to them ever since.

I get called bad names if they’re muddy but it’s so refreshing after you’ve been running around.  This one didn’t attract too much criticism from my mum cos it was clean rainwater.  If I go in a muddy one I get sluiced with the hosepipe back home and I don’t like that, even if I get wrapped in my surf dog robe afterwards.

A friend once tried to wash me down after a particularly mucky paddle and my mum was in hoots of laughter, said he hadn’t a clue, that you should hold the dog not chase after him…  The yard had the best wash that day!


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