Look-out for the black box!

For the past 2 days, I have been taking Mom on a short walk to the black box.    I take my leash in my mouth and drag it on the ground and Mom follows me.

Come on Mom!   This way.

Sometime when I grab my leash, I come up with some grass at the same time.  I have a big mouth and can hold a lot of stuff in it.

When we reach the black box with the red flag, I look in to see if there is anything good inside.  

Nothing.

Maybe the lady in the car with the blinking light on top did not come to our house today.    

I'll keep a look out for her.

I'll Bark at you tomorrow!