"Yes sir,"Clark sighed with the sponge in his hand. "Nice doggy! Good doggy! Ya, good dog Roma!" He patted his leg as he walked over to the dog. He soaked up the sponge and went to work. First he wetted Roma down-not as easy as you'd think. Roma kept roaming around and so Clark got some excersice. As soon as water was rolling all down his body (the dogs AND his) Clark decided to survey the job ahead of him. The layer of trash was as deep as his finger-nail. Scrub,scrub,scrubbity, scrub.