Whoah! Bruce's back legs kick out before he manages to extract himself from the hole and shakes his head, sending drool and dirt every which way. He gives a playful, yet reserved woof as she runs away, and he's quick to dump the burger into the hole. He makes a half-effort to refill it, but then gives up, taking a couple lanky bounds after Betty.

What was that for? But he can't hide that dopey Dane smile on his face as he pants.