Ha! Yours must be the exception rather than the rule 
Every other mally owner I know has lamented with me on the digging, OH GOD THE DIGGING
As I said, I don’t mind The old owners of the house must have had a diggy dog, because there’s concrete along most of the fencelines where a dog can reach, and despite solid efforts Huddy’s yet to be able to dig a hole big enough to fit his whole self in. I just let him go, it keeps him happy
Some people would pay a lot of money to have someone come in and turn over the top layer of soil so that they could apply a couple of feet of good topsoil and landscaping. Are there any noxious plants you could add, or maybe build a dog house so he can go inside?
Yeah, nearly every mal/husky owner we know has the digging issue except us…
We have the potential jumping-over-the-fence issue, though. The edge of our fence abuts the edge of our back deck, and if the railing wasn’t there, our mal could conceivably make a clean getaway :eek: When my husband noticed him eyeing it, that’s when the “no going out to the backyard unless you’re on a leash” rule was enforced.
Our fences are 7-8’ high all around the yard, except for at the very back where the chicken run is, and he can’t get back there anyway. Even if he could, jumping seems to confuse him greatly.
I have three dogs and a woven wire fence surrounding the back yard. Hot Rod (boxer) climbs it like a goat, Sally squirms under it like a weasel, and Tucker just looks at it and then goes to check if the gate might be open.
You’d never know by looking at him that he’s the smart one…
I need to know the update of this… Did the dog manage to dig all the way through to the earths molten core?
The universes existence will depend on your answer
This sounds a little bit like the impossiblemoltendogparadox to me?
But im not sure.
Either way i think you need to remain vigilant and be very careful about any further continuation of this thread.
Im sure an alert is being generated.
Well, it appears Sally has decided that rather than dig one single long tunnel through the earth’s molten core, she will instead go with a series of long narrow interconnected shallow tunnels. It sort of reminds me of the ever-changing hallways in House of Leaves.
She’s not digging quite as energetically as she was, however. (I never could steel myself to the poop-in-the-hole method.) Mostly she’s been happy to lay in the sun when she goes out.
Plotting, no doubt.
I was rather hoping that Siam Sam might send her back with a basket full of goodies, though.
I’m still watching for her. 
Did I miss Doggy pictures? 
Maybe she’s not so much plotting as trying to figure out how to buy some sturdy timber beams to shore up the tunnels in her mine. She doesn’t want OSHA on her ass after all.
Pictures…hmm. I know how to use my camera, and I know how to operate my computer. I don’t know yet how to make them share things, though. I’ll consult my 12 year old and see what we can do. But if you picture “Black Shaggy Dog” in your mind, that’s Sally.
All of my other dogs seem sort of human in their ways, if you know what I mean…HotRod considers himself one of the children, Tucker is observant and kind and more human-y than most. But Sally is pure, unadulterated Essence of Dog. I had no idea that a dog could be so…doggy until I got her. That sounds weird, but I think real dog-people probably understand what I mean.
Well, now that would be a concern if she had employees. Seeing as how she doesn’t, I’d be wondering if she’s filed the appropriate paperwork with the city as well as Environmental Impact Statements with the EPA. She could be looking at stiff fines at the very least if she’s just decided to dig willy-nilly without having done her due diligence. The hammer really drops if she hits utility conduits.
Now you see what happens when you try to stimulate the economy, and get people back to work?