Bird
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Yep, dogs develop habits just as humans do. When I was a teenager, I worked as a postman, part time when a regular carrier was off, and in those days in that little town, there were almost no fences around yards, so lots of dogs running loose, and in the whole town, I knew of one dog I needed to watch out for., but as long as you kept looking at him, he would not attack. My OWN collie cross would start barking when she saw the postman coming, INCLUDING IF IT WAS ME.
The funniest experience I ever had with a dog was a rottweiler. I sometimes delivered the Parcel Post in a 1949 Willis Jeep panel wagon with no muffler and no driver's door. Every dog, and I think nearly every human, knew that thing when they heard it coming, and many dogs liked to chase it. We did carry a heavy stick beside the driver's seat, but I never used it. But the first time that rottweiler came running out and barking, and I had a delivery to make at that house, so as I stopped I was reaching for the club, when that rottweiler stepped on a sandbur that stuck in one of his front paws. He just instantly quit barking, came to the door of the old jeep on 3 feet, and hopped up on my seat with one front paw and held up the other one with the sandbur. I pulled the sandbur out and he backed of and went to barking again. Needless to say, I didn't bother with carrying a stick when I got out and took a package to the front door.
The funniest experience I ever had with a dog was a rottweiler. I sometimes delivered the Parcel Post in a 1949 Willis Jeep panel wagon with no muffler and no driver's door. Every dog, and I think nearly every human, knew that thing when they heard it coming, and many dogs liked to chase it. We did carry a heavy stick beside the driver's seat, but I never used it. But the first time that rottweiler came running out and barking, and I had a delivery to make at that house, so as I stopped I was reaching for the club, when that rottweiler stepped on a sandbur that stuck in one of his front paws. He just instantly quit barking, came to the door of the old jeep on 3 feet, and hopped up on my seat with one front paw and held up the other one with the sandbur. I pulled the sandbur out and he backed of and went to barking again. Needless to say, I didn't bother with carrying a stick when I got out and took a package to the front door.