Yes I am soaked to the bone,

with my two dogs giving me the look,

of Don’t you dare think we are going home!

They stand and shake and nuzzle my hand,

then set off for a run over the muddy land.

The rain is coming down in sheets,

I do whine and say lots of bleep bleeps.

They both come charging back,

showing me how excited they are manners they do lack,

with jumping up at me help me please it’s a mud attack.

Each one of us now all covered in brown and black,

happy with what they have done they sit at my feet making panting sounds,

to the bath both these mucky pups are bound.

I love to walk them in the rain but it’s a rather messy game!