My People, being the unsentimental sort, do not really celebrate Valentine’s Day. However, I am much more comfortable expressing my emotions than they, so today I have four valentines to share with my four beloveds.
My People: This list is in no particular order, but I have to put my People first because I fear they will cut off my food supply if I don’t. My new blogging friend Ms. Sandee has issued a “Traditional Fairy Tale Takedown Challenge” (do visit her and write your own!). I think this challenge offers the perfect valentine for my People:
Princess M.: When my People go on vacation without me, I usually stay with my friend Spanky and his family. Like me, Spanky came from a shelter, but he is a shy, fluffy, white Pomeranian-Poodle mix. Spanky’s house is always full of wonderful aromas, like roast pork, and his family is very entertaining. Mr. Louie, Spanky’s human, taught me how to speak. For some reason, my People don’t seem to appreciate this skill that I’ve acquired.
But my favorite human in Spanky’s house is the granddaughter, Princess M.
Princess M. is highly intelligent. She takes ballet lessons and chess lessons and adores anything pink. Unlike some little girl humans, she does not try to put ribbons on my head, for which I thank her. The best thing about Princess M. is that she allows me to sit next to her on the sofa while she plays on her phone device and give her as many kisses as I want. Some people (who shall remain the Lady) do not appreciate endless dog kisses, so it is gratifying to be around someone who does.
Diva: Diva lives across the street with my friend Mike. Like me, she is of mixed ancestry. That is where the similarities end.
Diva is big, barrel-chested, mottled in color, and not very friendly. She has a mohawk. She looks like she knows how to ride a motorcycle, or perhaps even how to fix a motorcycle.
I am utterly smitten, though Diva cares little for my attentions. The Lady says that Diva is “too much woman for me,” but I cannot comprehend what she means by that, since Diva is obviously a dog, not a woman.
My Readers: Finally, and most importantly, Happy Valentine’s Day to you, my beloved readers! You fill my heart with gladness when you visit me, especially when you leave me comments. Until the Internet figures out a way for humans to deliver actual treats to me—so that you could fill my stomach with food the way you fill my heart with gladness—your comments are like delicious, digital treats.
Next week, I will be back with updates about my new neighbor. Until then, I wish you all a happy and warm weekend.