Muddy. Puddle Swim

Zeeva: what muddy puddle mum?

Me: Zeeva you are completely filthy and soaking wet.

Zeeva: I had to save the balley it could have drowned I did not swim in it.

Me Really seen your face, tummy and tail?

Zeeva: What? You think I had a mud bath? I would never honest.

Me: Dr Foster went to Gloucester in a shower of rain. He stepped in a puddle right up to his middle and never went there again. Except you head straight for every single muddy puddle every single time.