Dirty Doggy: I'm taking a bath

After 2 weeks of non-stop rain and strong winds, I finally get a glimpse of glorious sunshine. I'm glad my master finally decided to get me out of my cage. I was getting so cramped in it.

I felt that my fur would turn blue if I had stayed longer. Of course, I didn't have the camouflaging abilities of a chameleon but not leaving a cage for almost two whole weeks except during the daily clean-up was killing me, literally speaking. After all, what dog doesn't need its daily exercise? Some dogs walk, I run and roll and chase the chicken wantonly.

With this momentary freedom I was given, I took immediate advantage of it. The ground was wet but it didn't stop me from running. I even sprawled on the wet ground occasionally. I knew I was getting a bath anyway.

Here's my newest picture. I hope the cuteness factor can overpower this filthy image.