Walking a wet wolf

I just went for a walk with Mom. I was feeling very ferocious so I chewed on my leash and lay down every five minutes in the grass to roll.  We got to the corner and it started pouring. I hate water so I dragged Mom down the block so we could go home. When we got inside I was still full of energy so I shook the excess water off and then rolled all over the kitchen floor while Mom ran around closing windows. Then when she came back in-I barked and attacked her shirt! Mom said I was bad and left the kitchen. Wolf triumphs over human again!