Dirty Boy!

Out for a walk this morning and Foxy held back while he sniffed around in the park. I saw him preparing to 'roll' and shouted by 'AAAH' very loudly, which usually stops him in his tracks. No good today, two more shouts didn't stop him rolling twice but when he saw me running towards him he stopped and walked, at a Chihuahua pace, towards me as if he'd done nothing wrong at all.
He knew he'd been a bad boy so as a reward he got a good shower when we got home.
He was very good about it though and even when I was drying him with the hairdryer.