Mud

Terrible weather meant We all stayed indoors for much of the weekend. When it finally stopped raining quite a large portion of Her garden was under water and the pond had spread appreciably. (Education)

Myself and TYK wandered down to the greenhouse (using the side path and not what was left of the muddy lawn) and snoozed in the lovely dry earth where He had grown His tomatoes. Was somewhat unfortunate that TYK had brushed against several wet plants on the way as it turned the earth into mud where it lay down. At dinner time it stood up, clean one side and mud encrusted (Education) the other. Fur pointy and stiff and whiskers entangled. TYK didn't much mind ('tis still only very young) but She screamed and brushed and brushed it outside the back door before She would let it in.

TB had ventured out to the rat diggings and had found several promising holes. Pushed its nose down a couple of them but desisted (More Education) when it discovered it didn't like the taste of the mud. Myself is very glad it didn't notice what it looked like afterwards as would have been Horribly Embarrassed. Had the final 3 inches of its muzzle completely covered in brown mud.