Delivering The Mail

I am working on bringing in the mail. I don't have it down quite right yet but I am getting the idea. For starters I only am allowed to carry junk mail as somehow the pieces seem to get a little mangled. They don't make envelopes nearly as strong as they should. Someone should look into that.

Junk mail for Jeremiah. Where the heck is he?

This particular item of junk mail is for Jeremiah, my human brother that I haven't met yet. He doesn't live here anymore. He lives in..... well, it is hard to pin him down. As I type this he is living in Kitty Hawk, NC where he and Ellen, my human sister-in-law to be run Fuji Steakhouse and Sushi Bar in Kill Devil Hills in the Outer Banks.

Me dictating this post to my human while I chew a sock for inspiration. (or is that perspiration?)
And..... Hey! Come back mail carrier. This one goes to NC!

After the season this fall who knows where he will be living. He said it will be in another country but hasn't decided which one yet. So far he has lived in Uganda, Taiwan, Virgin Islands, Florida Keys, and I don't know where else. He is a moving target. Glad I am not a real mail carrier. How do they keep track of people like that? Guess they don't. That is why we still get a lot of his mail here.

Check out this video of me delivering a piece of mail to my human sister. She had her chance. If you want me to bring you the mail you have to be quick. Mail carriers don't have time to be lollygagging around.