It’s not often that I write about Lili and her klutziness, but Monday found poor Lili in one of her worst incidents yet.
Our weather was warmer on Monday, sneaking up to nearly 50 degrees. This means more melting of the ice and snow in the yard.
We always snowplow a walking area and pooping area for the dogs. Today’s warmth turned all of those places into soggy, grassy, muddy areas.
Heidi needed to go for a walk and so I thought we would go around the house and see how Jack was doing sweeping up the sand on the drive. We have so much sand we could fill several sandboxes. (That is if it wasn’t mixed with salt!)
As we rounded the corner, Lili saw us and raced up to greet us, then she turned to begin to run back toward Jack when she slipped and caught three legs, and her belly in the mud!
Once I got to her and made sure she was okay, I saw that my beautiful white shepherd was covered with mud.
Jack took Heidi into the house, and I took Lili into the garage where I could hose her off.
But oh my goodness, what a terrible mess she was. It’s moments like this that keep me from being a fan of mud season!