purple pup

.one

he loves days like this; wind was blowing just right (enough to cool him down, but not freeze his feet), the sun wasn't too bright, it felt nice all together.

last night is had rained, so there were puddles of water and mud every where. the side walk was slippery, so he couldnt run. dang, he wanted to!

since he couldn't run to on the sidewalk, so he ran off of it, right to the first jump-in-worthy puddle he saw.

SPLASH!

he kept jumping, even though mud was getting everywhere; on his feet, legs, stomach, and even his face. how in the world did it get up there?

his legs started getting worn put, so he stopped to take a breather. shaking off most of the mud from his legs, he looked around, actually studying his surroundings for once.

he walked around on the quest for a dry area, or at least not a puddle infested area. finding one he layed down, squinting at the sun. he turned his head to the side.. falling asleep to the calm russle of wind and the smell of the dew on the grass.