The mud and dust

I will never get used to the dust and mud out here. You can literally dust every day and the next day there is dust again. The mud is quite an issue with the dogs. There is a side pen with a doggy door through the garage. Which we both keep calling the barn because we had one for so long and neither of us has ever had a garage. Anyway, the ground is dirt and some grass or maybe it's hay mixed in the dirt. When the ground is frozen there are no problems. Well, we had some snow last week and then warm weather. The worst mix out here!

The day that we were having Renee and Dustin for dinner I had to run to town for some last minute things. So, after lunch Joe said to just put the kids in the garage. Big mistake. I came home to very muddy paws and Buddy's hold a lot more than Gracie's. So I had to let them in the mud room while I brought the stuff in. Then I had to try to get the mud out and they hate when you try to do anything with their paws. Gracie nipped but she would never bite me. I have to say that I used truck driver language the whole time. I am very particular about my cooking and this was putting quite monkey wrench in my plans.

Just to make sure I did not miss any mud I but barriers between the kitchen and living room and the dining room and living with upended chairs. Gracie could have jumped over but she understood in my voice not to. Buddy would not even try. I swept and wet mopped the kitchen and was finally able to get to making dinner. I left the mess in the mud room for the next day.

After I finally got to clean it up it was the next day. Joe came home for lunch and when he went in there to get something he was talking to the dogs about it. He said to them "Come in here and look at this clean floor and thank Mommy for cleaning it and your better remember to never drag mud in again. Now go to your rooms and stay there for 2 hours." I know it's not as funny written but it was so cute at the time.