At least that is what I keep telling myself, because Ike and Duke spend alot of their days laying/rolling in soggy, wet, muddy, mud.
To prove it, I actually braved the soft ground with my camera gripped tightly in my hands.
I had planned my fall just in case the mud got the best of me.
I would do everything I could to save my camera.
I would land on my butt lifting my camera high above my head, no matter how bad it felt or looked.
Because that is what I do.
Think of others before my self and my own dignity.
here are some photos to prove to you that they get muddy.
And they love it.
Being muddy makes them playful.
...full of joy and happiness...
.....full of delight in the fact that they just made their beautiful selves, less beautiful
I mean, really. These pictures would be so much nicer if my babies weren't covered in this goo.
But at least they were happy.....
....content to run around and wreck our beautiful pasture even more than they already have.
Because life isn't worth living if you cant some fun.
But now our pasture has to be re-seeded.
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