Getting the mail

Everyday Jim and Jean walk down the long driveway to the mailbox.  I usually stay around the house.  I don't see the point of walking down there.  They don't want me near the street anyway.  There are letters and packages in the mailbox.  I don't pay much attention to the mail.  Today there was a postcard.  It had my name on it!  It was from TJ and Pat in Wisconsin.  I didn't pay much attention until Jean read it to me and said it was from TJ and Pat.  Then my ears perked up.  I hope TJ and Pat take me to Wisconsin some day and let me taste the cheese.

Jim and Jean went shopping this morning and left me alone.  They don't leave me alone much.  In the afternoon Jean took me for a walk and I met a new puppy that lives in the subdivision.  It is smaller that me but will grow to be very big.  It is a great dane.