Corey uses dirt as his standard for things he'd rather not do. Schatze, on the other hand, thinks eating dirt is a wonderful pastime, second only to being petted by strangers. Ever since the feast she runs to the door at least once very hour. As soon as she gets outside she runs down to the end of the driveway, hops up the steps to the stoop, and lays down. Occassionally she wanders into the flower bed and tries to eat the leaves and dirt until I call her back. Then she'll lay down again. Almost every time someone walks bys he stands up, hoping they will pay attention to her. I think she really misses the feast - she got many more people to pet her that weekend.