Mud Season

Spring has arrived early in this part of Missouri. It's beautiful watching the pastures greening up and I love the thunderstorms here. Being from California I never experienced the beauty of a spring Midwest thunderstorm and will often get up in the middle of the night to watch the lightening show. The robins are back and frogs are chirping at night - my favorite spring sound.
Since my poor dogs aren't being trained at this point, they are left to their own devices for exercise and entertainment. Dusty of course is no problem - he's content to snooze away most of the day. Shiloh and Daisy are 8 years old so while needing some exercise aren't really stirring up too much trouble - well Daisy isn't anyway :-) Blitz and Moto are another situation.
I put all the dogs outside while I ate lunch and played around on the computer. Thought I'd better check on the pooches outdoors and see what they were up to. Shiloh was barking at the birds at the feeder, Daisy and Blitz were romping with a toy and Moto....oh, dear.
Now I'm not an experienced Sheltie person, but up until Moto my Shelties have not enjoyed being dirty. They distain water (although Shiloh will enjoy a good swim after vigorous exercise) but NO ONE has played piggie by wallowing in the mud. That is, until Moto.
So, when the dogs saw me looking out the sliding glass door they all ran to it, including Moto in all his muddy horror. I don't know what to do at this point. I don't have the strenght or mobility to hose him off. Methinks the best situation will be to put him in the doggie room in the basement until he dries off, then I can use my right hand to get some of the larger dirt clods off.
It's going to be a loooooong mud season.