We’ll it didn’t wane yet… actually, it turned into a blizzard… hehe..
This Wednesday, manang receieved 2 more claim cards from their security guard… and here is where The Frustrating Case of the Nottie Postlady begins…
Normally, my hooman does not travel around the city because she is quite busy with her work and has poor sense of direction. Now, in order to claim my pressies, she authorizes their company driver to pick up the parcels from the mail instead. This week though, Mr. Driver came back with only one pressie -from Ms. Kylie and returned the other claim card.
He said the postlady would not release my pressie because manang is not authorized to claim it. I was perplexed. Why would the nottie postlady refuse to release my pressie? I squealed. Mr. Driver said it was because of this…
She said she cannot release the pressie to manang because only Mr. Aki Wong can claim it. And that means, I, Achilles Wong, need to produce a valid ID in order to do it. I blinked. I cried. Just how am I going to do that? I howled in exasperation. I don’t want any of my friends’ parcels to be returned by any nottie postlady. That would mean throwing my friends’ hard-earned postage money to the trash bin. No way! Not this dog!
And so, clueless as we were, manang and I braved the uncertain roads, not knowing exactly where we were going. I forced her out of the office- all dressed up in her corporate clothes, bringing her bag and high heels and we set out to claim my ultimate prize. Getting there wasn’t easy. We almost cried because the road leading to the post office was closed and we had to walk about 2 blocks. We never passed by that place before and was struck by paranoia and feared for our safety.
When we got to the post office, she explained to the postlady that there was no way for me to claim the pressie by myself and under normal acceptable conditions (per the Postal Corp.’s standards, that is). That in fact, being my guardian, she was licensed to claim the pressie in my behalf.
When she explained that the addressee was a handsome dog (see picture above), everyone in the room laughed at her. For some strange reason they thought it was absurd for someone to send packages to a dog or have a dog’s name placed as addressee for a package. *rolls eyes*
In my defense, she said that in other parts of the world, it is not unusual to send and/or receive packages in the name of dogs. The postlady just sneered and laughed saying that in any part of the world, dogs being addressees of parcels and packages is just unacceptable and absurd. She added that it was even more absurd that a dog would have a last name.
I was mad and barked furiously at the clueless self-absorbed humans! I was on the verge of sinking my huge teefies into their behinds when manang began negotiating with the postlady as to how the package can be released.
Finally, the postlady gave up, after much jeering, and asked us if we knew who sent the package…
Ummm… my doggie senses tell me that they were from my friends- The Four Musketeers… but I do not know the full name of their sissy! Feigning confidence, I wrote the names of my buddies- Cody, Lady, Zena and Joyce/ The Four Musketeers/ Amanda and slapped the paper silly in the face of the nottie postlady.
Realizing that indeed the package was for me, she released it to us and scurried of joyously. Never mind the self-absorbed human! I bet they were just envious because I had been receiving lots of pressies.
Hey Cody! Are you in there, buddy?
Our gifts from our good friends- Cody, Lady, Zena and Joyce… they even sent me a birthday card.
So, puppies, who do you think makes a better Loofa Dog Model?