Well, we are pissed at him too.
The little devil goes outside to do his business, but he can't come right back in like he does when it is cold and frozen out. Oh no.
He has to run through every extra muddy mud puddle there is.
He has to get mud and even pebbles stuck in between his little puppy paw-toes...
Basically there is a lot of Scout whining while we are cleaning those paws and a lot of sighing and cursing under our breath--going on once in the morning and a few times in the evening.
And a lot more hardwood floor steamin' going on...
So what are you doing all weekend?
Anyone else dealing with muddy puppy paws this winter?
Is it weird to have happy dreams about green grass growing all around?
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