The sun was shinning bright and it was time for the pups to stretch their legs. My dad and I corralled the dogs into the car after much whinning and whimpering and set off to the Merced County Dog Park.
Needless to say once we were there, the dogs managed to find the only mud spot in the whole park and laid right in it.
They wore themselves out running, gulped endless amounts of water, and managed to drool all over my jeans. I am pretty sure I heard snores from the backseat on the way home.