Turnabout

Saturday at the creek, we ran into Maxi, Mabel Lou's beloved. During some rough-housing, she managed to come away with her right side thoroughly breaded with sand.

We hiked further upstream and as Mabel gleefully passed back and forth in front of me, biting at the fast moving water, I would scoop water and toss it on her right side to try and wash some of the sand off. Each time I did this, she would give me "the look."

After five passes, me dousing her each time, she circled behind me out of the water. She drew close... I thought she wanted a pet. No. She shook and shook, spraying me with cool creek water and soaking my shorts!

And so, there are lessons to be learned. Turnabout is clearly fair play to Mabel and...I need to watch my back!