Happy Valentine’s Day, friends! Or, as I like to call it, The Day of Extra Snuggles and Zero Tummy Rub Limits. I hope all you humans have a fun paw-day planned, but for me? Let’s just say I’ll be sticking to my kibble and squeaky toys for a few more years.

Right now, I’m in my “love everybody” phase, and honestly, it’s working great for me. Everyone gets tail wags, face licks, and puppy grins—it’s a full-time job spreading this much joy. 

I know you humans have your Valentine’s Day traditions, like giving your sweetheart a heart-shaped box of… wait for it… dog poison. (Seriously, why is chocolate even a thing? You can keep it.) And don’t get me started on Cupid and his arrows. Why the drama? For us pups, love happens when you hear the dog food being put in the bowl. Boom. Instant loyalty.

Some neighbors keep teasing me about finding my "better half." Better half? I'm still trying to figure out how to sit still when I'm excited - we haven't even gotten to fractions in puppy school yet! Plus, have you tried keeping a crush secret as a dog? Between the tail wagging and the excited yipping, we’re not exactly subtle creatures. It’s easier to bury a T-bone than bury feelings.

And speaking of school, I've heard about this movie called "Lady and the Tramp" where two dogs share spaghetti. That looks so messy! I'm still working on eating my dinner without getting kibble in my schnauzer beard.

For now, I'm happy just being everyone's friend. Sure, I could try being someone's secret admirer, but it's hard to be secret about anything when your tail keeps giving you away! Besides, I can't even think about giving away my heart when I still haven't learned to share my favorite white lamb (he's looking a little worn, but he's perfect to me).

And don’t get me started on matchmaking. Everyone means well, but honestly, I’m perfectly happy without a Lady to my Tramp. Speaking of which, I finally saw that movie! Let me tell you,  I can’t even look at spaghetti without blushing—or whatever the doggie equivalent is.

So, no mush for me this Valentine’s Day. Just kibble, belly rubs, and maybe a nice game of fetch. Love comes in all forms, and for now, I’m perfectly happy with the kind you can eat or chase.

Paws and kisses,

Tux