You're Not Sleeping In MY Bed!

Ah, spring...that season of warm air, birds singing, and endless vistas of mud. Last night we got home late from Damon's birthday party. I let the dogs out for a bedtime pit stop, and this is how Finley repaid me. Five minutes! That's all he was outside for. Someone's going to have to learn how to use the litter box or else hold it until the ground dries out!

Muddy go-go boots!

Ewwwwwwwww!