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Since Bernie was introduced to our home in September he's been obsessed with the mail. Not the mail carrier, but the items that come out of the box. Granted, I've documented his fondness for wood and paper related products, bark mulch, wrapping material, toilet paper, etc. but I've never understood the mail thing.
Other than perhaps the Doodle affliction for "you have it so I'm pretty sure I want it." And we're talking WANT it. Jumping, snatching, sneakily running his nose along the counter smelling for it. Getting from the front door to the kitchen is like trying to make it through an NFL defensive line.
Well, as the boss and the pack leader I've never let him have the mail, in addition to the issue with potentially destroying bills or something really important like a flier from the market up the street announcing a new vendor.
Today was different. I let him have the mail. I guess I was feeling generous, or masochistic. I was willing to deal with the chaos that I was sure would ensue. But he surprised me. I'm still not sure if he was setting me up, maybe he was playing against type for his own entertainment, but you couldn't believe my shock when he pranced off, about 5 feet away, and just spit it all out on the carpet. He looked at me then walked off to find something that interested him.
I had to post this here because it was one of those moments that only another dog owner, specifically a curious Doodle owner, could potentially appreciate.
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