You we’re a delivery person, the one thing you hated were dogs. You always had to run whenever you set foot on a lawn. Today you were delivering a package. You sighed and stretched, mumbling something about a vacation. You accidentally tripped and faceplanted, causing a loud noise. As you recover, you set it down you noticed a note. You picked it up and read it.

‘To whoever delivers my package, I had went out to buy a lock to my gate. Leave quietly and my dogs won’t hear you.’