I ate two wild figs today….out on the mail route.
That’s a good day, for sure.
I also found out that the guy who owns the pit bull that terrorizes me when I try to deliver packages to his porch is complaining that I don’t want to deliver there anymore.
That’s pretty crappy.
Who wants to get torn to shreds by an aggressive dog like a pit?
Delivering the mail is a mixed bag.
I wish that it was all wild figs….and no mean dogs.
That would be nicer.
Maybe I need to buy some bear spray and a taser….teach these dogs some respect?
And…when I finish with the dogs…maybe the owners could use a lesson, too?
Nah…that doesn’t sound right.
Maybe I should just let everybody maim me?
That’s why I’m here.