Did anyone see where I left my sandblaster?

I have long contended that I can judge how good Sam's day has been by how dirty he is when he gets home. The more dirt, the better his day has been, with lots of running and playing and romping in the great outdoors. I'm thinking that today must have been a banner day in the History of Sam. At bath time, I got to deal with this:

and this:

and this:

And it looks like Ellen had a pretty good day, too:

Say it with me, now. . . Ewwww!