[Salamander]

Apparently we have a substitute mail person this week.

I got a bunch of packages yesterday and when the carrier came in the yard, Odin did his usual ‘ripping out the window in rage’ act and whoever the carrier was left the packages halfway down the sidewalk instead of placed on the table on the porch.

[The table is to the left of said window, same wall]

Hope our normal mail lady comes back soon.

We were talking to some neighbors yesterday and like all our others, they were amazed that we escaped the two ‘crime sprees’ last summer.

Seriously?

[allmendream]

My bull-mastiff “Fury” was visiting her mother at my brother's house where she was born.

My sister-in-law saw the mailman come up to the fence to deposit the mail in the box. He said “Oh, there are two of you. Well here is a treat for you - and a pet” to the mother “and here is a treat for you - and ... AHHHHH” as he pulled his arm back from Fury.

Fury was like “thanks for the treat, but don't go putting your arm in MY yard!”.

Another time a neighbor complained that Fury bit him. “She was out?”. “No. I reached into the fence to pet her.”

Yeah. Don't do that.

Fury would have eaten the pudding - then eaten a piece of burglar.