When I lived in Memphis I used to love rolling in the grass. Well, there is no grass here, only sand and ocean ... that is NOT a complaint. So the other day, when I was walking back from the beach I was terribly itchy. So I decided to try rolling in dirt. Once Mom stopping her uncontrollable laughter, she took pics, gave me a bath, and made a Vet's appointment. I barked "I am dirty, not sick!" But I went, got a shot and pills for my itch and was told to stay out of the water for a week. Bummer! OK, so much for dirt rolling.