When my person and I headed out for our walk today there was a package at our front door. I didn’t really think much of it. It was kind of an annoyance because I had to wait while my person put the package inside the house.
Then we went out walking. It was an ordinary kind of walk. Nothing special happened that I could write about for my blog, and then we headed back home.
My person decided we needed to check the mailbox before going into the house. We have to walk right by my neighbor dog Toby’s house to do that and I wanted to stop and say hi.
No such luck. My person has a one track mind and she was headed straight for that mailbox.
She opened the mailbox while I sat very quietly next to the post that holds it up in the air. And she said there was something inside it for me.
What? What? I can’t see anything. That mailbox is way too high for me.
Then I had to wait while my person took pictures of whatever that thing in the mailbox was.
But finally, she gave it to me. A squeaky toy just for me! Somebody loves me. Woo woo!
Then we went back in the house and my person opened that other package. Remember that one? The annoying one?
The package was from my person’s sister and there was a present inside for me from my cousin dogs. And you know what my person did?
She hid it from me. She hid my present and the other ones too. Even the ones that smelled good.
So you know what I did?
I hid my new mailbox toy from my person.
That’ll teach her.