Bauer has carried the mail in from the mailbox for about 4 years now. It's really our only talent. Today we went out, and I handed him a piece of junkmail. He took one look at the flimsy cardstock and basically said, "No, I demand something more substantial, Mom."
Excuse me, little dog.
So I gave him a Paula Deen magazine. He was happy with that as he took off for the front door leaving me in his dust on the other end of the leash.
When did my dog get so choosy about what mail to carry in?
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