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. 

Our Song?

Lately Master has been playing this song for me on his computer. It seems to fit the way things have been going lately. This morning as we were about to walk out the door for work he put it on and grabbed me and began to jump up and down around the kitchen like a crazy pogo stick.