Happy Valentine's Day, Britton Falls! Tux here with some important observations about this whole "romance" thing.

Now, I'm still way too young to be thinking about special someones and all that mushy stuff. Right now, my heart belongs to exactly three things: Eli’s homemade dog treats, my brown bear (he's missing), and anyone within a five-mile radius who wants to pet me.

But I've been watching the humans prepare for Valentine's Day, and I've learned some very interesting things.

First: apparently chocolate is the ultimate romantic gift. Which is UNFAIR because dogs can't have chocolate. So basically, Valentine's Day is a conspiracy against canines. I'm not saying I'm bitter, but I AM saying that if someone wanted to give me a heart-shaped box of bacon strips, I wouldn't complain.

Second: the humans exchange cards with mushy messages. I tried making my own Valentine by dragging Eldon's socks into a heart shape on the living room floor, but for some reason this was not appreciated as the artistic gesture it clearly was.

Third: there's something called a "romantic dinner." From what I can tell, this involves fancy food and candles and absolutely NO begging allowed under the table. What kind of dinner is THAT?

The best part of Valentine's Day? Eli, Luke, Colin, Nadia, and Coletta come over and give me extra attention because apparently I'm "so cute and fluffy." I'm not sure what Valentine's Day has to do with my natural adorableness, but I'm not arguing!

So while the humans are busy with their roses and chocolates and mysterious candlelit dinners, I'll be over here spreading the REAL love - enthusiastic tail wags, sloppy no-longer-a-puppy kisses, and my signature move: the "I'm-so-happy-to-see-you" full-body wiggle.

Because honestly? I think I've got this love thing figured out. Just be happy to see everyone, give lots of kisses, and occasionally bring someone your favorite toy. Works every time!

Happy Valentine's Day from your favorite fuzzy cupid!

Puppy kisses and tail wags, 

Tux 🐾

P.S. - If anyone wants to be MY Valentine, I accept payment in the form of ear and belly scratches.