“YOU CAME BACK!!!!” said Good Dog, happily.
“I see you’re still on the sofa.”
“Yes. I accidentally knocked over a table when the mailperson came by. There was a vase on it and well, it kind of broke into a lot of pieces, so I’m being very quiet today. I think barking at the mailperson isn’t a good idea, so I’m not going to do it anymore.”
“That’s probably for the best. The mailperson isn’t going to do anything but put mail in the mailbox. It’s not a big deal, you know. Nothing bad will happen.”
“Are you sure?”
“Quiet sure. The mailperson goes to every house, not just yours.”
“Yes. And I brought you some presents.”
“Do I deserve them? I mean I broke something.”
“Don’t be silly. Of course you deserve presents,” said Sally. “I brought you a new tennis ball and some delicious treats and…what’s wrong?”
“Im just so happy, that’s all. I’m trying really hard not to lick your face and then run through the house with my new ball.”
“You can do both of those things if you like, but first, look at this,” she said, pulling out a soft, squishy toy that squeaked. This is for you too.”
Good Dog licked her face, then picked up the soft toy in the shape of a mailman, and ran through the entire house, tail wagging, ears flopping.
“I’m SO happy,” he said. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I can’t stay, so enjoy your toys and your snacks and I’ll see you soon.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” she said, kissing his face.
“I’ll watch you from the window,” he said, as she walked toward the door. “You can wave, if you like.”
“I’d like that very much,” she said, smiling.
“Okay, then. Bye until next time.”