I pull him through the back door and out on the backyard. I drag him till we get to where he can wash himself.
“How did you get so much mud on you Ruf? You surprise me sometimes.” I chat back and forth with him.
“What did you do? I am scared I am going to go out and find another big mess.” I sigh but enjoy washing him off. He is enjoying himself to it seems.
“What is going on here Cara Mia?” I hear Martha’s voice behind me.
I turn to look at her and smile sheepishly.
“I’m sorry Martha. I didn’t know he was going to make a mess.” I apologize to Martha.
Martha has been my nanny since when I was two and our housekeeper since i can remember.
“Oh he did more than make a mess. He made a big mess. He got into the garden and broke some flower pots. I’m sure he was chasing a butterfly or s
