There's a new postboy in town and he brings me the mail, piece by slobbery piece.
"no need to tip, ma'am, i'm just doin my job. but, i'll glady take a rawhide if ya got one to spare."
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Baxter you are making me look bad! I found this envelope on the floor and boy did it rustle and rip up into really fun pieces. Now how was I supposed to know that my human wanted it?
This sure beats the tobacco smelling, crumpled and torn mail that I've received from our previous postal worker...and she used her hands! (OK, maybe only one hand because she was always talking on her cell phone.)
whoopsie! dachshundluke, i am sure u looked really realy cute doin it though, and that makes up for a lot, doesn't it? :)
eeeeew, miss alicia, i am glad our mail doesn't taste like that! though i wish it tasted more like beef, come to think of it!
toodles! - b
Good job, Baxter!
I know you can do anything to help your mom!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
Woof! Woof! Great JOB. Lots of Golden Woofs, Sugar
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