After a rain, when the grass is wet, Cru has a favorite pastime. He rolls in the grass and then lolls in the sand. This toilette is precisely performed. He rolls over on his left side first, drenching every hair, including those in his ears, his eyelids and in the nooks and crannies of his face. Then he stands and repeats the process on his right. Just prior to rising the second time, Cru rubs his belly along the blades. That part of him must be wet, too.