Muddy Buddy

He charges out the door to find,
The biggest mud hole of it's kind.
Splash and play til it`s time to come in,
Mom just sighs, she cannot win.
Hose him down or throw him in the tub.
He`s not so little for rub-a-dub, bub!
He`s lucky this time, It`s too cold to spray.
In the laundryroom he must stay.
The old pink towel comes out to rub him down.
He likes it so much he screws his face up like a clown.
Tomorrow when we go outside,
I`ll look for the mudhole and make it hide.
OR
Just to keep an upper chin,
Maybe I will just jump right in!