Hehe! Reminds me as a kid, my dog rolling in cow muck, then chasing me. My brothers were on a boulder in the field, laughing, so I ran between them, the dog still in pursuit. They laughed no more.thedoc wrote:It might be tolerable, I had a dog that rolled in a fresh one, and then tried to jump up on the bed of the truck with my wife. She just about gagged, I took the dog and dunked it in a stream to wash it off (not very gently, on purpose) and then took the dog home and went back to my wife and the other dog to watch a lunar eclipse. It was during the summer and warm weather.Dalek Prime wrote:Well, how about on a cold day in an open room?
That too was a rather hot, sunny summer's day, as I recall.