We used to let Zoe chew on the mail. She just likes to gnaw on paper endlessly. Who doesn’t? So anyway I’m in the men’s room here and our local mail man drops in… and brings a giant load of to-be-delivered mail in with him, dumping it right there in the middle of the floor. Whoa. No more mail meals.

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Christopher Null is a veteran technology journalist and the owner of Null Media, a custom blogging company.