I had a busy day today. TWICE I got to roll in a dead animal of some sort and it smelled so bad, Mom threw up. She has a *very* strong stomach, so whatever I rolled in was definitely dead and sunbaked in 90* heat with 90% humidity. So yummy!! I found more to roll in later, even though Mom went so far as to pull the grass out of the ground it laid on. I think I was supposed to be a hunting dog.... In similar news, today marked the 7,391 bath I’ve had in the less than three months I’ve lived with my family.