All four, Dixie, Julie, Kate and Lucy, got a long overdue bath today

When I step out on the deck with the bb gun to run off a squirrel, Dixie takes a look and runs for the cover of one of the dog houses.

Since she has always been in a pen except when we hunt her, I can only believe that she remembers my notoriously poor shooting skills in last year’s hunts and has no desire to be within eyeshot of me when I’m shooting.