Nothing is so much fun to my Saluki, to deface my beautiful garden in the Rhineland. Under the blue spruce there must reside particularly a lot of mice in the root system. When their existence are sniffed out during a visit, then the soil is throwing away in a high arc suddenly, and quickly there are a few deep holes dug in the dirt floor.
I have never seen a mouse that was dug up from my Saluki, but these mice have heavenly homes and must smell good, for they are a repeated motivation, to expose the swept holes of mine again.
Meanwhile, I have given up the desire for a beautiful garden park. I let my Daoud enjoy the digging, so he will have a clay nose after then.
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