I used to look forward to the Spring. Then I got a dog. All of a sudden, Spring stopped meaning warm weather and longer days, and it started meaning rain and mud. The more dogs, the more mud in the house – there is a direct correlation. And of course the heavier the dog, the more mud gets tracked in, so having a 160 pound Great Dane is always worse in the Spring.
Oh well, I should be grateful that at least it's not waterproof mascara.