Yesterday, as I was getting ready for work, my Doberdiva Baby, came out of the bushes full of drool.  She’d caught another Bufo Toad.  I had to haul arse around the yard to grab the hose and a net to contain the Bufo.  I had to keep the reptile from the other dogs’ mouths, but it was just as important to hose out Baby’s mouth.

I tilted her snout down towards the ground, put the hose on the side of her mouth, and rinsed.  I kept rinsing until the foaming stopped.  Baby was not happy with me, but I wasn’t happy with her and her hunting those toads.  At 12 years old, she may be a wobbly senior, but she’s got the spunk she was born with and dives into whatever adventures are before her.