I gave up long ago trying to fill in the holes in the back yard. It is accepted that there is simply one section that looks like the craters of the moon.
When you watch her slinging the dirt you can see just how much she enjoys it. My theory is that they had such crappy, limited lives before they should get as much pleasure as possible now. If it is as simple as me having to fill in a hole at the dog park every morning, so be it.
And that is what I do every morning. I fill in a hole. At least twice. The first time, I reset the game. The second she gets a gentle "no" when she starts the excavation again, and we leave the park as we found it before heading out on our walk.
Last week she was a little more exuberant than normal. The hole got big. Now when I say "big" I mean it like I would say a greyhound is "fast". No questions about it. See exhibit A below...
Did I mention Dru is also hiding in there?
Just kidding. But you looked again didn't you? :)