Who let the dogs out?

Carter sang that song for a week solid once.  ::Shudder::  Anyhoo, more Spring Break fun...

While safely bouncing on the trampoline, the boys spent almost an entire day blowing bubbles for our dogs to attack.  They really love bubbles.  Or maybe really hate them?  All I know is after killing every menacing bubble that got low enough to reach, they looked like rabid junkyard dogs.  Bubble foam at the mouth and filthy from leaping into the air and landing on their backs.  Graceful they are not.