Saturday, June 20, 2015
For months now, Olga has been coming home from her outings with the dog-walkers wearing a sopping wet harness. I could never figure out how she was getting so wet. I told the dog walkers that when I take her to the Heath -- the same place she goes with them -- she never gets in the water.
Well, I've given away the punchline with that photo above, but let's just say that yesterday I saw Olga in full aquatic mode. There are some muddy ponds on Sandy Heath, and she walked right into them with no hesitation, drinking all the way. (God only knows what's living in that dog's intestines.)
To my distress, she also took her kong into the water, and it promptly sank. She tried to retrieve it...
...but all she got was a wet face and a dirty forehead.
So I had to take off my socks and shoes, wade into the water and find the kong myself.
I was able to dry off my feet and put my shoes back on -- but Olga had to just live with the dirt. She didn't seem to mind.
And ultimately, it all fell off! I took this shot (above) about half an hour after the pond incident. No visible dirt to speak of. I think staffies are sheathed in teflon.