woof woof--mail delivery!

AngelinaL

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It's a beautiful morning. I decide to drag out the grooming table to the front lawn, in the shade and do some major line brushing on my Haley girl. Soft pillows of undercoat are gently blowing in the breeze. I'm leaning over her shoulder, pin brush in hand. All of a sudden, I hear this loud grumbling ferocious growl.

I look up and it's our new mailman, walking up the walkway. He took two steps and then freezes--his hand on his belt, near the mace.

Just to give you some background, our mail slot is embedded in our front door. Every time the mail is delivered through the slot, Haley attacks the door, wresting the mail as it either pours on her head, or she paws at it as the mail falls to the floor. Barking, circling, prancing, announcing to everyone in a four block radius that the mail has arrived. Our new mailman has never seen Haley, he has only experienced her antics from behind the front door.

Fast forward to this morning, and as the mailman is ready to make a beeline to his truck, Haley starts to wag her tail. The mailman says "Oh! Is that the dog that makes all that noise?" I scoop her off the grooming table and as I keep her close to my chest, the mailman walks over to pet her on the top of her head.

Mailman, friend or foe? Today it's friend, tomorrow? I'm not so sure!
 
LOL, ah the sheltie alarm system.

Indy used to bark like crazy when anyone approached our yard. Once "hellos" were exchanged he was Mr. Wag-my-tail-and-call-you-Buddy. But if I didn't greet the person arriving to the yard, he would not quit barking at men. Women and children always got the announcing bark but then he'd stop as they approached.
 
My Hamish dragged the mailman back down the street to our house by the pant leg one day. He had gotten out and Mom yelled to come back. Must have thought she meant the mailman and he was doing his fetch trick.
 
I guess she is a friend in person but a 'mailbox menace' when just the mail pops through the door!!
 
Our mailman uses a motorbike. I've managed to keep a check on my two on this side of the fence, but if we are out and the mailman goes by - well...

Once we had stopped at a neighbour's and the postie rode by a street away. Deska took off with Tully in tow and me and the neighbour trying to keep up. Off course the dog's were too fast and soon disappeared up the road and around the corner. And then they appeared again, chasing the postie back our way! Luckily the postie had decided to bring them back home and had turned his bike around. He said he recognised the dogs, and of course its lucky shelties are so gosh darn cute. Doubt he would have been so accommodating with a bigger dog- posties over here can easily get a dog declared dangerous.
 
Our mailman uses a motorbike. I've managed to keep a check on my two on this side of the fence, but if we are out and the mailman goes by - well...

Once we had stopped at a neighbour's and the postie rode by a street away. Deska took off with Tully in tow and me and the neighbour trying to keep up. Off course the dog's were too fast and soon disappeared up the road and around the corner. And then they appeared again, chasing the postie back our way! Luckily the postie had decided to bring them back home and had turned his bike around. He said he recognised the dogs, and of course its lucky shelties are so gosh darn cute. Doubt he would have been so accommodating with a bigger dog- posties over here can easily get a dog declared dangerous.

I love it "posties"....that's what I'm going to start calling my mailman.:smile2:
 
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