Lately, when we have been letting Molly out in the back garden she takes the opportunity to drag her body across the wet, often mucky grass. She doesn't walk, she doesn't roll, she gets down on her side and pushes herself along - don't ask me why; maybe she's hot and the grass is cold. Obviously today she decided to push her face along at the same time.
This was the result after not even five minutes outside:
We can be thankful at leasts that its just mud and not fox shit.
(Sorry, there just isn't a better word for it)
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