So on Saturday I see a mini dust storm from the back yard.... Upon further investigation I realize it is Astrid, on her back, rolling and basking in the DIRT. *sigh*
She sees me watching her and flies at warp speed and then I close the glass door. She stares at me like I've commited a major crime in sealing her and her dust on the other side of the door.
I grab a cloth, go outside and wipe her down. However she is totally blissful, like it was the massage of the century. No sooner than 2 seconds later she was rolling in the dirt again, I swear only to get another rub down.
Sigh - I guess she taught ME a new trick!
The face of innocence...
Hug your Boxer daily, no matter how DUSTY she is!
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