taking the letter into his doghouse, he tore it open with trembling jaws. as the words swam into focus, his panting quickened. 'you have been accepted into dogwort's school for magical dogs'. he supressed a yelp of joy- the human mustn't know.
And an Alsatian would have stared him in the eyes, barked "Ze Papers!", as he checked each one before letting the post man go on his way. Then he would have taken them straight to the door.