The big poofs? Those are Storm shed. I had to scrub her back end and feet and give her a thorough brushing just to allow her back into the house.
The trouble with spring is that she's full of energy and excitement and can hardly behave herself. She was out for a few minutes and took off into the woods to chase a frog or something she imagined she heard or saw - maybe a squirrel, who knows. I called her back right quickly, but she came back through the mud and a puddle or two...you know, gotta check out everything to make sure it didn't get into anything valuable, like her grass or something.
The mud is usually not an issue. She's a pretty fastidious dog and doesn't generally play in dirty places. But she has no concept of the other dangers she picks up and brings in from the weedy edge of the woods: poison ivy. Will is extremely allergic and protects himself with a full coverall whenever he has to work in the brush out there, but she trots merrily through it whenever she's "on the hunt" and brings it in on her fur...along with a few chiggers when the weather gets really nice out in the summer. Unfortunately, in the spring the weather isn't quite warm enough to hose her down in the evening and get her dry before sundown.
So she wasn't happy about getting a rough scrubdown with a wet, soapy towel. I wasn't happy about the towel. ;)
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