There’s 2 Seasons And Then There’s Mud.

As I sit here tonight sipping on my beer and trying to focus on writing my next post about dogs and ballparks,  I can’t help but be distracted by the muddy paw prints on my floor. And why is there mud splattered on my walls?

Obviously I’m not overly concerned about it because I have no plans on mopping it up any time soon but they’re more muddy than normal and it’s causing my thoughts to wander.

One reason that they’re more muddy than normal is because my husband has decided that he’s no longer wiping muddy paws. He’s done. After 9 years of wiping 8 ginormous paws he’s literally throwing in the towel.

I was not aware that was an option but we haven’t had that much mud this year compared to other years so whatever.

The other reason why they’re muddy is because we got 8 inches of snow on Saturday.

And then it rained on Sunday.

And now it’s 55 degrees.

Which brings me to our seasons.

Dog-less people have Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter.

People with dogs, large dogs, particularly Newfoundlands that live in an area where all 4 seasons are experienced, have Mud, Summer, Mud and Winter as seasons. There is no Spring or Fall. Those seasons have been taken over by mud.

Since we had a pretty mild Winter here in Ohio, I thought we were going to get away with ONE Mud season. Mother Nature wasn’t going to let me get off that easy though. Sigh.

Mud season can be a real bitch.

Even more so if you treasure your yard.

Having 2 Newfoundlands there is no such thing as having a beautiful yard with luscious green grass. Unless you have a ginormous yard and are able to devote half of that to your dog and the other half to your grass.

Otherwise you just have mud if the ground isn’t frozen or dehydrated.

We use to have a pretty yard with luscious green grass, a pool surrounded by beautiful hostas. Then we got Newfoundlands and we had mud. We did our best to eliminate the mud.   We would redirect their backyard routes. 5 days they could use this route and 5 days they could use this route.

It didn’t work.

So then we used straw.

That lasted about a day.

Then we laid down plywood over the mud and straw

That lasted 2 days.

Finally after a few years we said screw it and poured a HUGE cement patio over the muddiest area of the yard.

We cut our mud back a good 50% percent.

It was a win all the way around.

So I guess my point is that I should of added “Kiss Your Green Grass Goodbye” to the post I wrote last week.

Oh and the answer to my question about the mud splatter on the walls…….I just remembered that when I took Leroy for a walk he walked through a ginormous mud puddle and I forget to wipe him off so the mud must of been flying off of him when he came up the stairs which means the walls by the stairs must look awesome right now.

Now let me get back to writing that nice Spring baseball post.