Can't Stay Out Of The Mud
We've had a lot of rain lately, turning the infield at the ball field across the street into a muddy mess, so I've kept the dogs away from there, walking them on leash instead. Between the rain and my working some twelve hour shifts, Brea and Siri haven't been able to get out and really stretch their legs and burn off some energy in awhile. Short walks between rain showers and work shifts just aren't enough.
That became evident the other day when I woke up to discover that Siri had chewed a hole in her doggy bed and pulled out a lot of the stuffing. It was all over the floor at the foot of my bed, next to the remains of my favorite old pair of Teva sandals.
This morning I decided that I'd have to just suck it up and let the dogs run on the ball field. It was that or let Siri destroy the rest of the house. I took them to the farthest part of the outfield before turning them loose, and they ran straight for the mudhole at second base.
All of my previous dogs stayed in the grass. I can't remember any of them running onto the dirt even one time, except to retrieve a toy or a ball. These two seem to prefer running on the dirt and rolling in the mud. They're both sleeping now.