It was hot yesterday, so after a morning vet appointment for Belle ($$), I took the hounds down to the river to play in the nice cool water.
Even Belle went in for a dainty wade.
Murphy was, of course, all in.
Belle can be trusted to just wander around off leash.
Murphy can be trusted to...be Murphy. Sigh.
And he's on his way to Algiers...
Get back here, you blockhead!
It cooled them off, and Murph even earned bonus points for shaking dry right next to a large woman who was panhandling at the top of the steps. I don't know why he always has to shake next to someone even if he has to walk twenty feet to do it, but I tacitly approved this time.