The Greyhound who refused to carry the mail

We got Frank, my older Greyhound, a dog backpack. We were so excited about it. Where we lived didn't have mailboxes, so we walked him to the post office, picked up two letters, and put them in the backpack for the walk home. Hilarious, we thought. He refused. Would not move. Two pieces of paper and he was completely done with us. Then Chris pulled it straight back to what happens when you hand a sales rep a CRM, which is the most Chris thing that happened all show 😅