Because the Runner is taking a few days off from running our trails, I had the Duo with me for my mountain bike ride again this morning.
Right away, R taught Shyla about the big mud puddle that emerges every year as the snow melts - and the puddle is HUGE this year due to the floods last autumn. My neighbors and I joke that a local dog getting giardia from that puddle is a universal rite of passage. Until today, Shyla has acted as if the puddle was a big yucky thing to be avoided. Today, R leaped into it, splashed around, and even rolled over onto his back, getting his entire body wet in the muddy spring water. Shyla mimicked him after a single moment of contemplation.