Rainy Days

We had three days in a row of rain last week, and apparently we have become true Arizona people because it sent our house into total disarray. When we lived in Athens, we had to deal with two very muddy puppies all the time.

I don't know if it is because they are bigger now, because there isn't any grass, or because we don't have a "mudroom" anymore, but for some reason, this time was soooo much worse. They still do the same thing when you open the door, however. Dagny sits up straight and tall as if she is a perfect angel - "Please let me in. I am such a good puppy!" - Meanwhile, Hank's tactic is to get down real low to the grounds and try to sneak by.

It didn't start out that bad . . . kinda cute actually

Three days later. . .

The rain didn't seem to be stopping, so we put the kennel up in the kitchen for the night.

There was no snuggle time. Sad puppies. GROSS puppies.
When the rain finally stopped . . .
It was time to clean.
Most of the dirt falls off of them when they dry - good thing there is no CPS for doggies.
The Back Door

Door to the Arizona Room (where Patrick usually is)

The wall below the kitchen window

After their showers, Dagny and Hank drying in the sun:

That was hard work . . .