Happiness Is a Mud Bath

Whah'? I dinn' do nottin!

10 km - 62.34 min, cool pleasant Summer continues, +18C, no wind, cloudy.

The mud stream in the woods has dried up – nearly. Once on the path there, I let the dogs of the lead to let them run around, sniff, play and roll as much as they please.

What I didn't expect was that there was still a nice big puddle of, apparently, warm liquid mud. Of which dear old Strelka did not hesitate to take advantage. When he caught up with me he was wearing not the usual Golden coat but a very definite speckled black. With the look of pure innocence, even suffering.

- Wha? I dinn' do nottin', did I?

He was so cute, that I had no heart to tell him off.

It was Vassily the Cat who came up and sniffed him all over with utter disgust.

Squelch

9.85 km - 59.09 min - a very pleasant run through drizzling rain and squelchy mud in the woods. 

The farmer was working in the fields along the path through the woods, which left a lot of squelchy mud on the path. I slipped a couple of times but the dogs absolutely loved it. It's probably because it's softer on their paws.

I gave them both a quick warm shower after the run, just to wash off the mud. Which they didn't enjoy. I did mine.

But we all enjoyed sitting by the fire, getting warm and dry while outside drizzle turned to downpour and breeze to squall.