Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentines Day

He is so stealthy.  Not a word, not a hint... and I really don't expect anything.  For some reason I am always surprised.  I will walk into the room and there, all arranged for me to discover will be the roses and card and something small and sparkly.  And this year was exactly the same and I was still flabbergasted.  We had been together all weekend and here it is 5:30 am on Monday morning. 

"When did you get these?"

He just smiles his secret smile and raises a brow.  He will never tell me.

He says the sparkly parts are diamond "dust".  He said he wanted something we could put on the collar.  And I love the idea of a key.  I wonder if that means it is a key to freedom, not likely.

The inside of the card said...

...but I can speak from experience it is not the squeezes that are the exclamation points.  It is the swats that come after the squeezes.

He is such a romantic, much more so than I.  I got him a bench brush.

Happy Valentines to all of you. 


  1. Your key is beautiful. The fact that he can consistently surprise you is romantic. Lucky girl.

  2. That's soooo sweet. Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's not the key to freedom - lol. You are lucky.