Today I was a good dog and I got to go to Ft. Funston where there were lots of doggie buddies around.
I had a great time with a Great Dane.
After running around on the beach, I found a pack of white dogs to hang out with.
Obviously, they are clueless when it comes to digging.
I had to show them the right way to do it: hind legs apart so that the dirt can go between, both paws in the hole, nose down, tail up, eyes on the hole -- now, DIG with gusto!
Hopeless!! No amount of coaching is going to fix their problem - I guess you just have to have the digging genes. Being an Airedale Terrier, I got a good dose of those.