Dirty Dirty Dogs

On Sunday, Dad took us for a long walk at Humboldt Park in Chicago.  It's a great park with a huge lagoon, lots of birds, squirrels, bunnies, and always another Dachshund or two to meet 'n sniff.  Dad forgot to bring fresh water, and it was a hot morning - boy were we excited to get a drink from a big puddle.  Little did we know that what looked like solid ground around the puddle was actually a HUGE SINKING MUD HOLE!  Joey actually sank up to his dog tag, and nearly got stuck - but he was finally able to buck himself out.  The cool mud felt good on our legs and tummies but Dad wasn't so pleased - at least after he finally stopped laughing at us.  
All was well until Dad turned the garden hose on us when we got back home - well, we NEVER!