No Joke

Mackenzie peed on me. On my leg. On my foot. I. Am. Not. Kidding.

We were walking this morning, and I was chatting with Jill. Macdog was on his leash. No biggie. Suddenly there was a slightly warm, wet sensation. ACK! Seems he'd lifted his leg, I wasn't watching, and walked right into the stream. He didn't give a crap. Didn't even notice. Looked a bit puzzled by my yelling and shaking the offended leg.

On an unrelated note, I am going backpacking tomorrow, and will be off grid for 7 days.