Isaac and I decided to check out a new dog park today. Since it was chilly and early on a Thursday morning, I hoped it would not be too crowded. It wasn't; in fact, we had the whole place to ourselves for quite a while.
Isaac enjoyed running around like a lunatic, of course.
Then a man showed up with his dog, a lab/terrier mix. Isaac had a blast playing with her. Basically, they raced back and forth from one end of the park to the other. She got tired and wanted to rest, but Isaac would bark at her every time she stopped to rest, like he was saying, "Come on, lazy, let's go!"
There were two mud puddles at the edge of the park. Isaac found them, of course, and made a point of running through them multiple times. He would swerve out of his way to run through them. He also took a drink from one of them, even though I had fresh, clean water for him.
I guess that's how he got the mud on his face. Can you see it in this picture? He was muddy everywhere, though.
As soon as we got home, I got him into the tub. He was disappointed about that. Apparently it is tons of fun to play in cold, muddy puddles of water, but getting into a bathtub of warm, clean water is akin to torture.
Now he's a worn out dog.
I am worn out, too!
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