I have a pup who loves to dig,With floppy ears and tail so big! He sniffs the ground, then starts to scratch,"Let’s find a bone — or maybe a batch!" He digs a hole near Grandma’s rose,And up pops... someone’s garden hose! He gives a bark and wags with pride,Then jumps to dig the other side. He finds a hat and someone's shoe,A rusty bell, and something blue! No bones yet, but he won’t stop —His digging paws go plop-plop-plop! At last he finds a squeaky toy,It makes a sound — “Squeak!” — full of joy! He spins around and gives a cheer,“Best digging day of all the year!”