Pool Fun

The temperatures soared into the triple digits this week. Summer has arrived and the dogs are demanding that their small plastic pool be filled daily. They pile their toys into the empty basin of the pool and then stare at us with pleading eyes. Of course, Kip and I drag the hose over and turn on the water.

Humans love pools in the summer as a refreshing way to cool off. Clear, blue water creates gentle waves and makes us feel refreshed and clean.

Dogs have a different definition of pool enjoyment which involves submersing themselves, then rolling in the dirt until their fur is mud covered and smells like the earth. Argus also likes to involve his towel in the pool fun. Tonight he dragged his towel into the water with him, rolled about like the happy boy he typically is, and then dragged himself and the towel into the pile of ash (left over from the yearly yard waste burning), and rolled about like a pig in the muck. The towel and Argus turned an ugly gray color in a matter of minutes.

As the sun sank lower in the sky, the temperature dropped to a comfortable eighty degrees. Shade dappled the yard and the dogs were ready to come inside for the night. They stood at the door, wet, smiling, covered in dirt and debris.  I looked at Kip and raised a brow.

“I’ll get the hose and shampoo,” he said.