The last time it rained I told her no, it's messy blah blah blah. I felt badly after that and swore I wouldn't tell her no again.
I knew she went outside. I heard the back door close and thought nothing more of it.
Then I heard her laughing and giggling and talking and singing.
Wondering what she was up to (I thought she was playing with the dogs but I knew they wouldn't be out in the rain) I walked over to the window...
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Mud and mineral bath! I'll bet her skin looks fantastic...
Brent came home and blamed the dogs for tearing up that part of the yard. I told him that it was that skinny blue-eyed blonde of his that did it. Should have seen his face when he figured out what I was talking about!! HAHAHAHAHAHa!!!
Oh, you have to love her spirit and sense of playfulness. We should all play with such gusto!
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