The day in the life of a "grey" dane

My mom calls my sister and I "grey" danes. Today my sister Libby and I played outside for almost two hours. We love to watch the squirrels run around on the telephone pole. I wonder what the neighbors think when they just see us staring at the sky? BOL- Mom even says we look like a bunch of crazy danes just staring into outerspace. I can't disagree.
My sister and I were having so much fun that when mom finally called us in we were grey and black not the usual white and black. Mom has finally came to accept the dirty dane in us and just wipes us off and then we are on our way to dinner. YUM, YUM....