Dirty Hunter Boots At The Highway Stop

On a sunny afternoon I stopped at the motorway service area and walked a bit in the meadow. Back at the car, I realized that my Hunter boots had become fully dirty. So I could not get in the car which was freshly cleaned. How convenient that just a youthful man was passing by. I flapped him over and ordered him to gobble my hunter clean. Did he get fairly decent, so I determined right away to stow him with the boots in the trunk and take him home with me to be my fresh pet.