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How did I get all of this dirt in my fur?
I don’t really have any idea how that happened.
Wake me if you solve the mystery.
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It is not dirt; it is communing with nature! Isn’t that why you all are out there?
Cheezwhiz,
You can fall asleep! You are making me tired just by watching you being so relaxed.
Look, I see sunshine behind you. Haven’t seen sunshine for a long time.
Envy…
Ain’t this a darn Dirty shame? Your dad will not even tell you who put that dirt on your fur? I say your one of your fur brothers did it to you! uh Hum. Happens at our house all the time. One digs a hole and throws the dirt against the the other and the “Evidence” is always on the “Criminals” “NOSE”
Your Fur Friend Gracie, Molly and Harley
Huskies are dirt teflon. My lab mixes are dirt velcro.
We thought that was what camping was all about — get as dirty as you like, worry about the clean-up when you get home.
It’s a mystery to us too. We thought they were just brown spots on his fur.
Just like my Loki boy at the dog park…he never knows where all his dirt comes from either or why Momma has to rinse him.
Gee, Cheesewhiz, I don’t have the slightest idea how your fur got so dirty! It looks like all you’ve been doing is relaxing there. Someone must have snuck up on you and dumped dirt on you. Yea, that’s it. ))
It must be the wind. Enjoy the holidays, Cheoah!
A blessed Christmas to you, the Herd, HuDad and your family!
Love,
the Piappies – Fudgie, Princess, Frappie, Mocha, Sugar, Wai-Max, Wai-Pai & Forgie
Just like a little boy!
Sam
Ryder is a good collie. But he has a problem.
Ryder is a digger! I can’t tell you how many times he has come inside covered in dirt/mud!
My goodness; camping can take so much out of you. Have fun Cheoah and the rest of the Thundering Herd.
Oh yeah. My Bruce does the same thing. He looks at me like what? What did I do? I did nothing wrong. Stop looking at me like that!. Lmao. Dogs! We gotta love because they are so funny. Hugs and kisses to the herd. P.S. I hope you all had a wonderful christmas.