
Hey Everyone ā
Iāve been in a hole with Mama for a few days.
And let me tell you, she has no idea how to appreciate a good hole.
At first, she just lay there crying in the dirt.
I mean, seriously? You get a whole hole ā prime digging territory ā
and you donāt even sniff around or toss a little dirt for fun?
I tried to show her how itās done ā
scratch a little, paw a little, maybe wag while youāre at it ā
but noooo, she just sat there looking all sad and ādeep.ā
(Whatever that means. Iām deep every time I nap under the blanket.)
Apparently, Mamaās hole wasnāt a digging hole,
it was a āpeople feelingsā hole.
She says she had to āwork her way outā
like it was some kind of mission from the People Council.
Honestly, I will never understand humans.
Why canāt they just bark it out and chase a squirrel?
Anyway, she finally started digging ā
with the tiniest little spoon you ever saw.
It was pitiful, but I wagged and supervised.
And you know what?
Bit by bit, spoon by spoon, sheās climbing out.
So I guess thatās what āhealingā looks like for humans.
Slow, messy, confusing⦠but at least weāre headed back toward the sunshine.
And me?
Iām just glad sheās finally learning the true art of a good dig.
#SassyWalks #SecondBattleSameMe #MamaAndMe #DiggingOut #PeopleAreWeird #DogLogicWins
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