While at the river, I met a really nice Golden named Bear. I was minding my own business, but Bear wanted to play. It requires a lot of concentration to dig the perfect hole, so I didn’t pay much attention to him. Bear chose another strategy. Here’s how it went:
Bear: If I can’t get you to play, Sage, I might as well join you in the hole digging game. I’ll dig up here.
Bear: Uh, Sage. Why isn’t my hole getting big like yours?
Sage: Well, if you want a proper hole, that sand has to fly! Would you like a lesson?
Bear: Wow! YES. Where should I stand?
Sage: You might want to get on the other side of me. 😀
Bear: It looks like you work close to the shoreline and let your hole fill with water. Why is that?
Sage: The smells are better down here–not sure what it is, but it seems a bit fishy. And water’s good when you get hot from all that digging. Did you know I like mud puddles?
Bear: That has to be one of the best holes yet. I can’t wait to work on one of my very own! Thanks for the lesson, Sage.
The (mis)Adventures of Sage 