I DELIVER PACKAGES ON THIS ROUTE EVERY DAY—BUT THIS DOG KNEW MY NAME BEFORE I EVER TOLD IT

Every time I pulled up on that street, he appeared.

No barking.

No running in circles.

He’d just walk over—calm, deliberate—and sit at my feet like that’s exactly where he belonged.

I’m not really a dog person.

Never have been.

Dogs are fine. Just… not my thing.

But this one?

Something about him unsettled me.

Not in a bad way.