I admit to not going to introduce you to many dogs and their families, as they weren't coming over to the pottery booth anyway. This one group didn't seem at all friendly from my position at the back of our tent.

However, they were leaving and Mr. Dog became a very bad dog, peeing on my tubs under the table. Maybe he missed, but I did soak up his deposit with a Kleenex, and said "bad dog" loud enough for the departing owners to turn around to see what he had done. They just echoed "bad dog" and went on their way. When I had to load the un-sold pots into my tubs, I was aware that I might be carrying Mr. Dog's scent along with me. And I sure didn't welcome any more dogs into our pottery area, thinking they might feel obliged to leave their own marks.
Fortunately there's been a rain. I will soap down the tub's handles before unloading them next week. Incidentally, everyone had sales this day, so it was a satisfying Tailgate Market for the Mud Buddies!
Sharing with Eileen's Saturday's Critters
Today's quote:
The preface Walt Whitman wrote to Leaves of Grass, only in the 1885 edition:
"This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body."











































