|George willing the hens to run for it|
They know jolly well that the dogs enjoy a brief game of tug of war with the post.It's a little constant that brightens up their day.
Yesterday, I wasn't firing on one cylinder let alone all of them, and so I forgot to shut the back door when I was catching up with some serious nose blowing and spluttering The dogs had spotted my mistake and knowing jolly well that the postie was due, they all laid in wait for him to arrive.
The first thing I really knew what was going on was when I heard the 'clink' of the garden gate. The Postman , seeing the open door had just reached out to lay the letters on the floor when the dogs woofed a collective and very excited ' GET HIM!' Woof.
Of course it was all done in jest, but he was not privy to the rules of the game, and as I rushed into the kitchen ,the postie was legging it down the path with the pack of terriers baying joyfully at his heels.
It was a round faced postman that liked dogs that was on duty....and I can honestly say that I have never seen such a big man move so fast before in my life!
He reached the second gate within three seconds and slammed it shut behind him after he shot through it like a rat up a drainpipe. He then did what all men do when they feel slightly embarrassed, he laughed , went all nonchalant like and said " I'm not frightened of them, I know they wouldn't hurt me"
The dogs were all milling around,jumping up for a head rub by that time and I tried to help in save face a bit by saying that no one should take a chance with a dog that they didn't know.
" I'll have to put this all down on my risk assessment form" the postman said cheerfully when he got his breath back
" do you know I have to make a risk assessment out about every dog at every house on my round from next week ?" He added
" you may be a busy man" I told him