At the park this morning, all Stella was passionate about was eating mud. I think I am still pissed even a couple hours later so I am sure I handled it badly... I yelled at her, a lotta LEAVE IT, I grabbed her and leashed her up and then gave her a bunch more tries releasing her to play with me, chase balls with her buddies, amping up my enthusiasm for playing tenfold, even rewarding her with a treat if she actually played and came back and left the mud alone... It was such hard work to get her mind off the dirt. She was so bad and she knew it.
So What's so bad about eating mud in the park you want to know? It's parasite infested. Seems every time she chows down on that mud she has gotten giardia, hookworm, whipworm, and who knows what the f else from eating that mud. Why does she like it? Ok it probably tastes like spring and we could all use a little taste of spring about now, but really?
I'm really hoping our prolonged and snowy winter killed off a large percentage of those disgusting evil tiny despicable no good creepy ugly thingys.