Those Dirty Bitches

I love my dogs. I do.

They really are like kids in so many ways.

What I don’t love is their propensity for getting dirty.

That picture is from a clean day.

Last weekend was a bit different.

First it was our food-obsessed Meg.

I think she was just trying to be helpful by cleaning all the ashes out of the catch-tray under our charcoal grill.

She may not look that bad to you, but check out the paper towel I used to wipe her face.

And that was only after one pass.

The next night, at about 11:00 PM, our cute little princess, Belle, went on a mouse hunt.

She’s not quite 4. That’s not gray hair on her face. It’s dirt.

Fortunately (since there’s no bathtub here) she’s small enough to fit in the sanitary tub we’ve got in the garage.

She was DIRTY.

Tonight’s issue is not dirt. It’s aroma.

I have no idea what the young ones found to roll in, but they stink.It’s rather barnyard-like. Not like steaming, fresh manure. More like sun-dried dung.

Earlier tonight, when Hubby was using his air nailer, which is VERY loud, K HAD to be on my lap.

If I were a kangaroo, she would’ve been WAY down deep in my pouch.

Her smell rubbed off on me.

Ugh.

Do your critters get dirty/stinky, too? Feel free to post picture links in the comments.

I love seeing other people’s pictures.