Belle is ambitious and has developed an interest in archaeology.
Her recent dig went so deep I could only see her wagging tail.
In the hole she experiences rabid abandonment, a gleefulness usually manifested in a younger dog but when she was younger she was forced to be a mother at a camp.
Now puppyness is a frolicsome adventure of slinging mud about the yard while killing the hostas and gentle ferns.
There's something down there she must have possess.
Perhaps a lost marble shooter. A snoozing beetle. Certainly not a forgotten bone from the other dogs, no, they were mannered and did not dirty their paws.
When called Belle rapidly ascends, glances at the yard, gets her bearings, jumps the steps and flies through the door into my arms.
She reeks and is dirty this little smelly Bellie.
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