I wear my bogs year round though you'd think they would be too hot in summer. This is the thing, the grass is wet with dew till late in the morning and I start first chores early. I hate to have wet feet in my crocks or teva's, or WORSE squished bugs! Ugh! Of course later I switch. And of course many days the long walk to the poop pile happens in crocs anyway and freaking bugs and slugs somehow jump in and make mush. Oh what a sad use of that word! Sorry my glorious dogs. "Mush" should sacred. Our times through the fall and snowy winter on adventures and dog sled tours should not get mixed up with slugged slugs.