Terrible News

Hey friends. Bad news. My pee-mail box at my house is broken. Last night, right as my people were finishing up their dinner, the doorbell rings. I go into ferocious guard dog, especially since it couldn't have been a food delivery guy. They're my favorite visitors.

Anyway, it was actually a neighbor who said another neighbor ran over my pee-mail box (he called it a "tree," but he should know better. I've left messages on his box before. I guess they got lost). Oh no!

Sure enough, Dad went outside and saw this:

Now that my pee-mail box is out of commission, are there any suggestions for my neighborhood friends to leave me messages? I guess I could always just go by their boxes...