Rather than help him out of the mud, first I took the opportunity to catch him completely still for the first time in a long time and ran for my camera. He put on his best smile.
When I finally got him unstuck it was business as usual. Sloshing in wet boots and saggy britches were not about to stop him in his quest for the ever-elusive of the farm cats, Peace.
Persistence almost paid off. He got close.