Thursdays are dog days!
We have a sandbox in our back yard and Toph and Xander play in it at every opportunity. Little of the sand stays in the box for long. I probably go through 100 pounds of sand per season.
Since this one features a dog digging a hole, here’s a poem I wrote a while back about digging:
She’s digging a hole through the world
She’s digging a hole through the world,
and she’s sure that she knows the way:
first she’ll dig down, and then back up,
and she thinks it will take all day.
