A walk in the park

First, I roll on the spot.

Itchy scratchy

Then I dig a hole.

Digging a hole

I know it’s big enough when I can fit my head.

Big enough to fit my head!

And then, my job done, I rest.

Resting her dirty feet

It’s a tough life, being me.

Big ear

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