Boy Digs Too!

Was it the fuss I was making of the Dandie Dinmont Terrier 'girls' when they were digging? Was it some primeaval stirring in the old chap? Whatever the reason, it was wonderful to see. Boy, sensibly, decided to renew his acquaintance with the art of hole making. Not in the hard, flint-filled bank that the girls were tackling, but in a nice, soft, black, peaty part of the garden that was easily manipulated with his older, more delicate paws.

He did it without drama, without seeking attention and the first I knew was when he came up to me, looking up at me, showing me that he too could have a dirty face just like the females. There was no ambiguity in his look - he wanted to be part of the gang and be photographed too!

Natty Dread and Bliss are Innocent!

Perhaps I did jump to conclusions? Was I hasty in my assessment of the 'digging situation'? This was received from Bliss' Breeder who rushed to their defence!

WELL!! In spite of the rather damning circumstantial evidence, I don't believe it was Natty and Bliss. I think they were inspecting some holes they had just discovered, and were going to come and tell you about them, when you found them and jumped to the wrong conclusion. A strange animal had obviously come along in the night and dug them. :)
I mean look at those innocent little faces -how could you- how very dare you...............

Digging Dandie Dinmonts

Far too quiet. No sound. Where are the Dandies? Natty Dread is staying with us at the moment. Adorable, 'Mother Earth' Natty Dread who is in full season and having to be protected against male Dandie Dinmont Terrier marauders much to her displeasure!

A quick recce reveals all - the Dandies are digging! With deep concentration and silence, Natty Dread is on her fourth hole desperately trying to locate the creature below ground that she can probably hear and certainly smell. Sister Bliss is watching intently and trying out her newly taught lessons on her own little hole. Very tentatively because she has already learnt that digging in the garden can cause great human displeasure.

The digging stopped eventually without my control. Natty Dread dug so hard that she hurt her nose and now has a battle scar. Either the hunted animal bit her or she met a hard bit of something hidden in the bank. Suitably disinfected, she has temporarily lost her frantic instinct to rid the garden of rats and moles and of course Bliss follows her lead.