Scene: my backyard, yesterday morning.
Players: Caramel, Jessa & Mac
Mac: "Oooooooooooh, i miss Arleen SOOOOO much. And this rain just makes me even more sad"
Caramel: "I know, i miss her too. I wish i could go see her. She said she'd be back soon, but it's been weeks. What if she never comes back from China?"
Jessa: "Guys, i know how sad you are, and i want to cheer you up. I have an idea! I heard once that China is right across the world from where we are now, so maybe if we all put our paws together, we could dig through the earth and go see Arleen right now!!"
Caramel & Mac: "Great idea, Jessa! Let's do it! Hmmm...why don't we dig over there in that soft black rich dirt in that area Lyn never wants us to go in....that way we won't have to dig through all those roots and grass that are all over our normal play area."
Jessa: "Ok, here we go! Let's do it!"
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Now the human side of the story:
So yesterday morning, I had to stay home a bit later to let the window guys back in to do the final trim, etc. on the windows. I was all ready for work, just had to grab my lunch and eat breakfast before they came. So I figured I’d let Jessa in, then go do that, and be ready for the guys when they came. I also had some donations for the diabetes association pickup that I had to put outside and put a label on the bag so they’d know it was for them.
Well, I opened the back door, and I saw 3 dogs down to their shoulders in the garden. Butts up in the air, feet down, digging like MAD. They came running when I opened the door, and they all got a good scolding and I went to bring Jessa in. Now normally, even when she’s quite dirty, I just let her go downstairs to her area, and she dries out and only gets mud/dirt on her bed, which doesn’t matter. But she was FILTHY. She was covered in chunks of goopy black garden mud from head to toe, top and bottom. I was trying to hold on to her on the back landing so she wouldn’t go anywhere, I had her old towel out because I knew with the rain this morning that I’d have to wipe her feet when she came in. The option of leaving her out with the other two dogs all day was not possible, as they get into quite a bit of mischief when they’re out there together, so we don’t leave all 3 alone out there. Just the 2 labs are fine for the day, but the three together are trouble with a capital T. So it was bathtime for Jessa.
Normally I can pick her up ok, even though she’s over 40 pounds, but being 6 ½ months along, I didn’t think it was a good idea. Fortunately, Leon was home, and heard my pitiful cries over the din of the washing machine. So he came into the laundry room, and I asked him if he could carry Jessa into the bathtub for me. We wrapped her in the towel so he wouldn’t get his work clothes all muddy, and he threw her in the tub, much to her dismay. She HATES bathtime. I turned the shower on full tilt and shut the doors before she could escape, and took a moment to ponder the next step. Obviously, if I was to try to hold her AND clean her off at the same time, I’d get completely dirty myself, and as I was ready for work already, I wasn’t willing to have to go change, deal with my muddy clothes, etc. But she was quite frantic in the bathtub, crying and howling, and avoiding the shower stream, so I knew I had to do something. So I shut the bathroom door, stripped down to my skivvies, and opened the shower doors enough to get a hold on her. Then using a combination of the shower and filling the tub part way, I was able to get most of the mud off her (on the surface). Being part husky with a lot of her winter coat still on, it was tough. Once she was pretty clean I let her out of the tub, knowing that she was going to shake all over the bathroom. But I figured better in there with just the floor/walls and my skin to dry off than elsewhere. So she shook, and of course it was still semi-muddy water, sprayed ALL over. I grabbed whatever towels I could find and wiped things down best I could, except for the tub, which had an INCREDIBLE amount of mud in it. So much for a previously clean bathroom!
Meanwhile, the time for the window guys’ arrival had come and gone, and I still had to dry off and get dressed, and get the wet dog into her space where she could be safely muddy-damp for the day. Got that done, and was trying to clean up a bit of the dust from last night and find the proper trim boards that the guys would need for finishing their job today, and what do you know, I hadn’t shut Jessa’s door all the way, and there she comes, running up the stairs, soggy (but not dripping or shaking water off, thankfully) all over the very dusty/dirty floor. Thankfully she is trained well enough that I just had to say “ok jessa, go downstairs” and she went back down to her room. The window guys came, I got them their trim boards, I got the clothes out for the pickup, and got to work only an hour late.
When I got here, I called anthony and proposed a deal….we found out with the last round of windows that the only way to get rid of all the dust from the window install on the hardwood and other surfaces is to get down and hand wash it all. And it’s a big floor! So before even telling him about my morning, I said to him “Honey, I’ll wash the entire floor by hand and clean up all the dust from the window install tonight when I get home, and all you have to do is clean the tub and shower downstairs.” His immediate reaction was “ok, what happened?”
I really can’t complain, it was pretty humorous and really, one incident like this doesn’t touch the benefits of having a dog, we love her despite this stuff.