Rainy days and Mondays....well you know the rest! Ozzie had a somewhat uneventful weekend.
We had a street fair in town on Sunday and wanted to take Ozzie but he refused to go. Too much walking I suppose. We ended up taking him for his walk by our house which consists of 2 short blocks back and forth. He did it no complaints and when he got home he decided to give his face a good rubbing on a large piece of cardboard on the garage floor. After doing several circles with his mug he was satisfied and went inside. To say he had a new look after his facial is putting it mildly. It reminded me of a Star Trek episode where Frank Gorshin played an alien from a planet where everyone's face was white on one side and black on the other. Or vice a verse it seems depending which side of the tracks you lived. Oz's facial morphing was only temporary after a scrubbing with soap and water. This has all left me to wonder was there some kind of lesson here?! Maybe about racial intolerance? Hm, probably not. It was more about an itchy face and one dirty dog!