mud. mud. mud. mud. mud...

There is mud everywhere. EVERYWHERE. And of course the place I decided to take the dogs today ended up being an endless sea of mud. Panic always stays surprisingly clean, although he did get in on the mud action a little.


Toby prides himself on getting as dirty as possible no matter where we are.



Thank you, Toby.



He's like, yeah I'm awesome.



(Of course I wasn't driving and taking pictures at the same time! Uhhum...)