Casie, Casie, Casie....that's all I can say. Casie is a digger, a ferocious digger. He gets out in the yard, and doesn't quit digging a hole until it is big enough to almost swallow his head. We now have little holes all over the yard, which of course, grow over, and are not a big deal to us. But the stamina and the determination of this little boy is tremendous, and he knows exactly what hole he is working on every day. I swear one of them is deep enough for him to sit in. But does he have to do it after the rain, and after he's just had a bath?