Wild Figs and Pit Bulls..

Image result for wild fig

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?

Not me.

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.

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

Comments are closed.