Dog Day Afternoon

After getting home from class, I let Colby out into the yard for a while to meander. 

When I returned later to retrieve her off the porch, her nose and mouth were covered in dirt.

Our conversation went something as follows:

 Me: Colby, why is there dirt all over your face?

 Colby: Dirt on my face?

Me: (Upon seeing the huge hole in the backyard) COLBY!!!

Colby: I didn't do it.

Colby: It wasn't me, I swear.