I’ve posted before that my little red girl is the guardian of the homestead. When it thunders or there are fireworks, she slams out the dog door and barks until the loud noises move on.
Last night we had a downpour complete with thunder and lightning. It didn’t begin until after 9:00 PM, so it was still raging when I went upstairs to bed. Inca did not come sleep on the bed because she had her thunder-chasing job to complete.
When I came downstairs this morning, I found muddy dog body imprints all over the white tile. Darndest thing — they are exactly the size of the Dink’s undercarriage.
So, what is this all about? Well, I asked our girl to “drop” right next to her mud spot so you could see that it was indeed the right size to have been left by her tummy. However, as soon as I told her to drop, she rolled over on my foot — that’s the dark brown thing under her right ear. Chase was in the top of the photo because he cannot imagine that anyone, ever, would take a photo of which he was not the star. So, you can see part of the mud print that Inca left — it’s just not going to get any better with her in it. Here’s a shot of the mud print alone — not as exciting!
