Dogs will be dogs

It was a rainy day, but the ground was still saturated so today's rain either ran off or stood on the ground where it fell. The rain stopped and the sun even tried to come out a little bit this afternoon. The dogs were bored. I've only allowed Max and Clyde in the dog yard since we've been home. Clyde doesn't run in the mud and I can't prevent Max from doing so. I've kept the others indoors in an effort to keep them, and the house, somewhat clean. But dogs will be dogs. Humans can lay around and be lazy indefinitely, dogs don't really care if they get wet and muddy, and they reach a point that they need to run regardless of the weather. Mine reached that point today so we went to the pasture.

Theo's leg seems to be healed up nicely, but
I still took it easy on the ball throws today.

Max and Serena

Sweet Serena pursuing Max, who has a ball in his mouth.
Diesel in the back, running. That's got to be good for him.

Diesel is still sort of a big blob, but he's got
the strength and energy to run now, so we'll
be doing more of it each day.

Max and Theo under a partly cloudy sky.

Max, Clyde, and our house up on the hill.

Serena had her head buried in the bushes most of the time.

Clyde, with ears flapping in the wind.

Theo with two tennis balls in his mouth.

Clyde's got a nice form, just needs some meat on him.

I think Clyde lost some weight while being
boarded, but he's back on Satin Balls and
will be eating three times a day.

Diesel's nose is always brown because
he's always rooting around for something.

Max