Each day at 9 a.m. my nerves tie up, my neck stiffens, my back is absolutely straight and the curls on my back extended to their maximum! I am ready, listening to every sound; I listen for my neighbor dogs signaling system that we cleverly set up alerting all other dogs in the neighborhood about the Mailman’s arrival long before I can actually hear him myself. Is he coming? Is he coming now or later? Will I be the first to alert the other dogs of his arrival? Will he come to our door delivering a packet to my mom (usually from Amazon.com) or will he just put bills in the mailbox? As soon as I get the slightest sense that he might be coming I rush to my favorite window where I stand on my two strong back legs, my front legs pulling on the windows sill, stretching my neck to its fullest, pressing my cold nose against the windowpane in anticipation that I might get a glance of the mailman before he arrives.
Suddenly my neighbor and dear friend “Danger”, the big black Rottweiler, starts barking, signaling the mailman's arrival and there he is, I see it is my favorite mailman Henry! I start joining Danger, I bark like a "crazy dog", barking as high as my vocals allow, almost hauling! I have to stop for a second, filling my lungs with air again and then I continue barking. My mom is apparently with me because she is barking to (or so I believe) as she is telling me to be quiet. My dad joins in, barking much in the same way as mom, not a real bark because it sounds more like “be quiet” but it will do. So there we are, all three of us barking! I run towards the door, the adrenalin rush makes my heart beat faster than a drum roll at Circus, I am way ahead of my mom and have to put the breaks on, sliding and backpedaling the last six feet towards the door in order to not crash into it but I made it, now faithfully waiting for mom or dad! What is keeping them so long? I am much faster than my two legged pack members that joins me at the door almost a minute after I reached it. My mom tells me to "sit"(!), a command I know well because it us usually followed by an irresistible dog treat, so I immediately sit and I am quiet (I know the rules, no treat if I am barking). The door opens and there is Henry the Mailman, and yes he has a packet for mom, from Amazon.com (mom’s favorite site on the Internet). The door closes and it is over for today and … well, I did not get a treat, because I was barking mom said, but it was worth it, today’s excitement nevertheless! Hmm…I wonder, maybe the UPS guy will be here in the afternoon???...
Suddenly my neighbor and dear friend “Danger”, the big black Rottweiler, starts barking, signaling the mailman's arrival and there he is, I see it is my favorite mailman Henry! I start joining Danger, I bark like a "crazy dog", barking as high as my vocals allow, almost hauling! I have to stop for a second, filling my lungs with air again and then I continue barking. My mom is apparently with me because she is barking to (or so I believe) as she is telling me to be quiet. My dad joins in, barking much in the same way as mom, not a real bark because it sounds more like “be quiet” but it will do. So there we are, all three of us barking! I run towards the door, the adrenalin rush makes my heart beat faster than a drum roll at Circus, I am way ahead of my mom and have to put the breaks on, sliding and backpedaling the last six feet towards the door in order to not crash into it but I made it, now faithfully waiting for mom or dad! What is keeping them so long? I am much faster than my two legged pack members that joins me at the door almost a minute after I reached it. My mom tells me to "sit"(!), a command I know well because it us usually followed by an irresistible dog treat, so I immediately sit and I am quiet (I know the rules, no treat if I am barking). The door opens and there is Henry the Mailman, and yes he has a packet for mom, from Amazon.com (mom’s favorite site on the Internet). The door closes and it is over for today and … well, I did not get a treat, because I was barking mom said, but it was worth it, today’s excitement nevertheless! Hmm…I wonder, maybe the UPS guy will be here in the afternoon???...
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