Originally Posted by Greenepony
Olive is too much of a princess. Before they put down pavers leading to the park entrance she would gingerly pick her way over the mud.
She is a nut, however, coming out of the rain. As soon as she's off leash inside, we've learned we need to towel off while the leash is still on even if we're not holding on to it, it's like a parking brake for her, she's off like a rocket.
Dickens is the same way. When he sees the towel he makes a beeline for the big sectional sofa, where he dries himself off by rubbing all up and down its length. I'm right behind him with the towel, and then it's a big game.