LOL! Poor Moe! Obviously a Dry Land Basset. George hates rain and baths and snow, yet he wants to wade (not SWIM, just wade) in this nasty drainage ditch that runs behind the park and between it and the corn and soybean processing plant on the other side. Heaven only KNOWS what they've dumped in that nasty thing and I won't let him wade and in fact, avoid getting near it so we won't have to argue about it, but the FIRST time we walked down there, I figured he wouldn't go near it since he hates rain and baths. I was so stunned when he waded in that it took me a couple of beats to react! Then we had a frank exchange of views when I said you gotta come out and HE said, NO, I want to WADE! In fact, I questioned his intelligence and pointed out how nasty it looks and he was immovable. Literally. Mom had to go pick him up and TAKE him out. Ick. And Terry, I sympathize totally with the rolling in putrid substances problem. George has been known to roll in, well, droppings. Even his own, on occasion. UGH. WHAT are they THINKING????