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This episode of Bluey is called Dirt. The heeler family's yard is chaotic, littered with toys like Chattermacks between garden beds, a birdie kite tangled in a tree and a pedal car crashed in a bush. Meanwhile, their neighbors, the Chow Chows, have a meticulously pristine yard. Inside their bathroom, Wendy diligently grooms her daughter, Judo. In a detailed montage, she meticulously works through the steps. Shampoo, shampoo again. Condition, rinse and rinse again, Wendy says as she carefully washes Judo's long, luxurious coat. Afterward, she brushes Judo's fur with precision, using a wide brush for her arms and a fine brush for her tail. She concludes by blow drying Dudo's hair. It takes a long time to do my hair, doesn't it? Judo observes. It does, but it's important, sweetheart. We're Chow Chows, Wendy states. We're known for our long, lovely coats. Judo chimes in, clearly having heard this speech from her mom before. Wendy replies, sighing as she adds, sometimes I wish we weren't. Though once finished, Judo admires her reflection. Is it as beautiful as yours? Even more beautiful, Wendy reassures her. She encourages Judo to go play. But as Judo looks out the window, her attention is drawn to a commotion in the healer's front yard. A dump truck delivers a massive pile of dirt to the heeler's lawn under Bandit's direction. Yeah, mate, just, just there. Bandit says, guiding the driver. As soon as the truck departs, Bluey and Bingo gleefully launch themselves into the dirt pile, shouting dirt. And rubbing it all over themselves. Chuda watches from her window, intrigued. Mom, can I go play with Bluey? Sure thing, sweetie, Wendy replies, adding a caveat, just don't get dirty. In the heeler's yard, Bluey and Bingo immerse themselves in the fresh dirt. Bluey declares in a posh accent, I'm having a dirt shower. Time to condition. She rubs handfuls of dirt into her fur while Bingo joyfully chants, oh, I'm in the shower with dirt. Judo approaches hesitantly. Can I play? She asks. Yeah, watch this, Bluey says, demonstrating a dramatic flop into the pile. Dirt rolls to Judo's feet and she recoils, exclaiming, ah. Judo explains she's not supposed to get dirty. Bingo confirms, examining the dirt and declaring, yes, this dirt is very dirty. Judo explains. I think it's because I'm a Chow Chow and we're known for our long, lovely hair. Bluey and Bingo nod, acknowledging Judo's coat. That's true. You do have lovely hair, Bluey says. Bingo, entranced, stretches out her dirt covered hands towards Judo's fur and says, I want to touch it. Bluey pulls Bingo back just in time, and Bingo sheepishly apologizes. Judo asks, is there a way to play in the dirt without getting dirty? Bluey and Bingo brainstorm, but come up short until Bluey has an idea. They haul Judo to the top of the dirt mound in a roasting pan, using it as a sled. Okay, you ready? Bluey asks before giving Judo a push. Judo slides down, exclaiming, whee. She she excitedly checks herself. Did I get dirty? No. Bingo confirms and they cheer hooray together. But when Judo asks to do it again, Bluey admits, it's a bit hard to pull you up, Judo. As the kids try to come up with another idea, Judo decides to ask her mom why she can't get dirty. In the kitchen, Wendy struggles with a stubborn light fixture. Judo questions, mom, why is it that I can't get dirty again? Wendy explains, because we have such long hair. It just takes so long to clean it. It's just easier not to get dirty in the first place. Judo returns to the healer's yard where Bluey and Bingo have a new solution. Protective gear. They've outfitted Judo in a welding helmet, an apron, dish gloves, shin guards and gum boots. Judo. Judo. Judo. Judo. They chant as she waddles toward the dirt pile. Judo attempts to play but struggles to move. It's a bit hard to run in all this stuff, she admits. Then the dirt pile becomes muddy as Bandit sprays it with a hose. Who wants mud? He asks. Bluey and Bingo dive in, but Judo hesitates. I might just go home, she decides, removing the cumbersome suit. Wendy notices her daughter's dejection as she walks away. Oh my goodness. She exclaims. Bluey and Bingo plead with Wendy to let Judo play, and Wendy finally agrees, saying, yes, Judo can play. Judo wags her tail in surprise, but says, but you said I can't get dirty. Yes, I did, but I want you to have fun, sweetie. Wendy replies, leaving the choice up to Judo. Despite her mom's encouragement, Judo hesitates and walks away, looking disheartened. Wendy sits beside her daughter on the steps, gently asking, why don't you want to play in the dirt with the girls? Judo confesses, I just don't want to. Wendy reflects before exclaiming, oh, go on. It's important to play and have fun. But what about my long, lovely coat? It takes so long to clean. Judo states matter of factly. Ah, yes, I said that, didn't I? Winnie replies as she watches Bluey and Bingo squeal with delight next door. Ah, fiddlesticks. Wendy says as she disappears inside and returns with scissors and a mirror, singing a playful tune. She begins cutting her own fur short. Mom, what are you doing? Judo asks, astonished. I'm going short, Wendy declares in a montage. She trims every bit of her fur into a tidy short coat. And finished. What do you think? Judo's face lights up. I love it. Can you do me? After a final haircut, Judo joins Bluey and Bingo in the mud. She shouts, diving headfirst into the pile. The kids cheer, laughing and sliding together. Judo embraces the fun, making mud angels and racing around the dirt mound. The next morning, Bluey, Bingo and Judo are back in the dirt, having a blast together on the porch. Wendy joins Bandit in watching the girls. Bandit compliments her by saying, I like the new look. What brought that on? Wendy shrugs with a smile. It was time for a change, she says as Judo slides down the dirt hill gleefully shouting woo Foo. Wendy's decision to embrace change teaches Judo, Blue, Louie and Bingo that connection with friends and family always matter more than outward appearances.