Stinky Fredo

Last night Pete and I decided to take Fredo for a walk around Lake Nokomis. It was dark by the time we go there, but we went anyway. It was a beatiful night and a beatiful walk. Then Fredo pulled off to the side of the trail to roll around in the grass. He does this quite often, especially if the grass is really nice. Pete and I thought nothing of it until a little while later we noticed an awful smell. It was coming from the Fredo.

Niether one of us has any idea what our little rat dog rolled in, but I can't remember ever smelling a more offensive odor. Naughty Fredo. It was rank. So we drove home (with windows rolled down, of course) and gave Fredo a serious bath right away. The smell is gone, except for on his collar. So he might be getting a new one of those. Fredo, Fredo, Fredo.

In other news, today is my first day at my job with the kids at school. And now I'm off to get ready to go to work.