My least favorite season is mud. It’s like the brunch of seasons. It happens between winter and spring. It’s still cold but not cold enough for the ground to be frozen. It’s damp and miserable and your shoes get sucked into the earth. It doesn’t matter how hard you try, everything gets covered with a thin layer of grit. I hate the season of mud.
Usually the season of mud happens for the entire month of March. It came early this year. It’s going to be a long, dirty season.
This is my puppies first season of mud. She is not sure what to do with it all. Her initial response was to dig a hole and take a nice roll. But now she has had enough. She refuses to walk through the yard. I guess I will be scraping her morning constitutional off the sidewalk until all of this mud dries up.