Dog Days

We have been in a rainy cycle for the past two weeks.  

The ground is boggy and squishy to the point where the dogs don't want to go outside to do their business.

And it has that springtime smell. 
That deep earth smell.
That worm smell.

When we walk I can see a grey haze scattered everywhere that shows where a worm just dissolved from being wet for so long.  And if it smells like worms to me I have to wonder just how stinky it is to a dogs nose.

I've taken to trying to get them to go out the front door since the backyard seems to be so repulsive.  

And sometimes I have to push them out.  



Casey and Ginny are pretty good about holding it overnight but Scooter has taken to peeing in the house while we sleep.  

I combat this by trying to get him outside one last time before we go to bed but sometimes SM and I forget.

Everyone is getting older in our house.  Ginny is blind and Scooter is deaf.  I've never had a deaf dog before and while Ginny might bump into things she still understands "Go Potty" and heads outside like normal.

Scooter on the other hand just stands there looking at me.  He sees the other dogs go out and I try to use eye contact and gestures to encourage him outside too.

I never knew the value of verbal commands with dogs until now.

SM says he spoke with a married couple who were Vets and they have 3 dogs too.  They were saying that their dogs won't go out to do their business either right now. 

Makes me wonder if there is a run on carpet cleaners on the Eastern Seaboard right now.