Not Christmas… as a fine King of Terriers, I must periodically apply the skills of my forefathers…

And dig in the dirt!

This is not nearly as simple as it could be – not having my own yard, or a park area behind my house anymore, I have to work hard to find places to dig that are appropriate as well as satisfying.

Mama and I disagree on the appropriate-ness of some of my hole digging spots.  But what does she know about digging holes?  EXACTLY.

There is no way she could ever do THIS:

And the fruit of my labors?  A nice, dirt-covered schnoz.  Ah, good times.

Love,

Bogart

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