Today, I barked viciously at the FedEx guy when he came in.

He fears me. The UPS and DHL guys too. They all open the door cautiously when they come.

It’s my job to protect the place. I don’t know what they bring in those boxes of theirs. It’s never anything for me, so it can’t be anything good.

Daddy doesn’t like it when I bark at them. My co-worker told me to hush down. But, it’s my job! I’m just doing my job!

I was so mad when I got home from work today, that I grabbed the Mailman biscuit my Mommy gave me and ate his head right off. (I ate his legs the other day.)

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