The Last Delivery

Postman came this morning, to the office. I was expecting the usual head in hands mantra thing from The Owner "How Much!?" etc. But Postman had one of those grinning faces on and I thought he must have brought me at least The Owner's Moonpig card. He handed The Owner a letter and he made him sign something and then they started talking.

The Owner started waving his hands about and talking even louder and Postman left without giving me a Bonio even though I was doing my little dance by the biscuit bucket. The Owner put me in the car and we had to go and collect his mail from the post office in town. It seems that after my little incident with the wrong Postman on Saturday, thePostman won't deliver his mail and we have to go and get it. I'm keeping a low profile at the moment. So far he is blaming the Post Office for having a "Bunch of wimps" as postmen. It may not stay that way!