29/06/2025
I DELIVER PACKAGES ON THIS ROUTE EVERY DAY—BUT THIS DOG KNEW MY NAME BEFORE I EVER TOLD IT
I’ve been working my UPS route in this neighborhood for over a year now. Same streets, same faces, same barking dogs behind fences. But this one blue heeler? He’s different.
He started showing up about six weeks ago—just standing at the edge of a certain driveway, watching me. No barking, no growling. Just... staring. At first, I figured he was just curious, maybe someone’s new rescue. But every time I walked up with a package, he’d trot over and sit right at my feet.
I’m not really a dog person, but something about him felt familiar. Like we’d met before, though I knew we hadn’t.
Then one rainy Thursday, I knelt down to pet him. As I scratched behind his ears, I said, “Hey buddy, what’s your name?”
And I swear to you—he tilted his head and let out this soft little whuff, then looked straight into my eyes like he was waiting.
That’s when his tag slipped into view. It wasn’t the usual kind. No name. Just a tiny metal plate, and on it, stamped clear as day:
“MILA.”
That’s my name.
I thought maybe someone in the neighborhood was messing with me. But the house he kept standing in front of? It's been empty for over a year. Overgrown yard. No mail. Just a yellowed FOR SALE sign barely hanging on.
I asked around, even checked the local shelter’s listings. No one had reported him missing.
And today, when I showed up with a delivery two streets over—he was already there, tail wagging.
This time, he had something in his mouth.
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