We have a 3 year old German Shepherd who has enough energy to power a small town for a week. By and large, he’s a good, lovable, eager-to-please, fun loving animal.
Every morning, in order to help him burn off some of his energy (Yes- he wakes up ready to run wind sprints) we let him outside to roam and frolic in the yard. When I let him back in this morning, he had a shocking amount of sand and grime on his coat. Since we had a frost this morning, I assumed that was the main contributor and didn’t think any more of it.
Until I stepped outside and saw the hole in the yard that he’d dug.
In the yard where I’d spent several hours spreading loam, grass seed and fertilizer in an attempt to rejuvenate grass growth. He’d dug the hole right … IN … THE … MIDDLE … OF … IT.
For a few minutes, I wanted to bury him in that hole.
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