Well, we Scotties got in trouble again for the holes that seem to be mysteriously popping up in the backyard. We don’t know what the big deal is. Just because Wen discovers two or three (or more) new holes every morning when she accompanies us outside and she has to get busy and replace the dirt and put down grass seed. Evidently, that does not make her a happy camper, because what takes us Scotties a couple of seconds to destroy, takes her a little more effort to repair. I mean, holey moley, Scotties are terriers and terriers are earth dogs and we’re just doing what comes naturally, but I guess as long as we keep digging holes, we’ll keep getting in trouble. Holey moley!
Holey moley!
