This is what happens when your dog poops in tall grass, wipes it all over his own legs by walking through it, and then trying to get him clean by walking through Great Bay at low tide, on a positive note, I don't think he's ever been happier than he was sticking his snout in the mud trying to catch the clam bubbles. It was worth it. And now he's extra clean and sleepy! Double bonus!
I'm not particularly fond of birds (they could potentially peck my eyes out), or spiders (they have too many legs), or ferrets (they stink)...but most fuzzy, furry, four legged animals are pretty awesome. I own a dog named Ollie and two cats named Luigi and Sofia. My cats are going to be four this spring and Ollie will be two this summer. They keep me on my toes and sometimes flat on my face, but I love them. I volunteer at a local shelter and want to keep a blog of my experience with animals in my house and in the shelter. Enjoy!