There was a visitor on the hill yesterday. A stranger. A brand new shiney, straight out of the box postman. (I can tell some of you are already smiling at the picture that summons up). A new postman with a lot to learn. Mistake number one - as his nice shiney red van pulled up outside the house he honked the horn. All 6 awake now. Mistake number 2 - as he wandered up the ramp replendant in his brand new hi vis jacket he started shouting Hello.That got their attention all right. Mistake number 3 - arriving at the door (and despite the fact 6 dogs are already returning his hello, and that he can clearly see me walking towards the door through the glass .........well maybe not clearly given all the nose art and muddy paw prints - but he can see me) he insists on knocking continuously till I get there. Mayhem. As only Tess and Gypsy were in the kitchen with me, the easiest option was to let them out to say hello and get it over with. Oh dear. Mistake number 4. Instead of saying hello and giving them a pat on the head he decided to do the frightened kid dance. You know the one - both arms in the arm, flapping about at the wrist, one knee raised to protect ......what? Squealing. The challenge was on. Oh how Tess loves this game. She looked up at me with pleading in those big brown eyes ........mum please can I have some fun ??? But hey I soo wanted that parcel weve been waiting for I shook my head and told her to go lie down - which she did - the waves of dissapointment coming off her almost visible. Gyp meanwhile had gone to check out the van. So I signed for the parcel, commented on the weather, assured him the dogs were just load but very friendly ...........and then realised he hadnt said a word to me. So I had the parcel (yippee) and turned to go back in the house. He started down the ramp, and Gyp made for home. Now obviously they have to pass each other on the ramp. She was trotting home quiet happily, bearing in mind that mastermind is now between her and me...............and he for no apparent reason decides to shout at her - aggressively - she was showing no interest in him whatsoever right up till she heard DOWN. Down??? she wasnt UP. But she certainly didnt like his tone (and neither did I). I still cant decide if hes just rude or stupid. But now we have an angry aggressive man between Gyp and her mum acting all threatening. She wasnt taking that pish off anyone. She ran past him to be between him and me planted herself, hackles up, and started shouted back. Nothing more - just warning the Arse off. My girl may be a bit hormonal. Her bark was so out of the ordinary, Mr M came to the door to see what the problem was - surely somebody was being murdered ?? As soon as our alpha male was there to protect us, hackles down, barking stopped, Gyp plodded back in through the door. Van reversing at the spped of light back up the drive. The sooner he learns to leave our post in the car like all the other posties the better.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 07:52:47 +0000
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