Today we went to the field. It was a bit cooler and that led me to the decision to avoid the water. That and yesterday's antics...
So we went for a bimble, and passed the brook. As usual, Stella took herself off into the brook, stood in it....and you could hear the cogs turning. Hmmm, bit cold is it Stella?
A nano second later she was back out of the brook and we went for a walk. Stella played with her new ball quite a lot today. It hasn't popped yet, despite her best efforts, but as it has lost its coating, it tends to collect bits quite easily. Today's collection was mud, leaves, twigs and a random feather. We had time to take a new path, which unfortunately led us to the water. No worries though, Stella isn't as daft as she lets you think she is, and stayed well clear of the water.
Until we got to the stagnant, stinking, putrid mudhole. Yes, you guess it, straight in. Thankfully, it's only knee deep. The Ball got to have a play too. It must have tasted as badly as it smelt, because Stella took it straight into a pond. Well I say 'in'. She threw it into the water while she dipped her toes in. Then it was time to grab and dash.
Back in the field, she was deliberately winding me up by not letting me kick the ball, and I got fed up of my 'Mr Miagi's school of karate' poses in front of bemused teenagers and told her we were going home.
As not enough flying through the air had taken place, the ball had still retained all of it's detritus, and Stella decided she was going to clean it.
By wiping it down my legs.....repeatedly.
I now have the smelliest, slimiest jeans known to womankind.
Cheers Stella....
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