In spite of the mud and wetness, Buster's bodily needs don't stop; and he goes pretty regularly twice a day, rain or shine. So with the pretty low-slung body and high, wet grass, he gets pretty wet and sloppy ... then you have to wipe the ol boy down before coming in the house. By the expression, he enjoys the whole process as much as I do.
Tomorrow we are off to Canada. We will go east through Flint and then over the Blue Water bridge in Port Huron and hopefully make it to the little town of Forest in Ontario where we will stop for the night.