Valentine's Day is coming up. At least that's what I hear. People get all worked up on that day. Especially single people. They think they need to be a part of a "couple" to celebrate that day. I disagree.

Haven't you heard that a dog is "man's" best friend? And I think that when they say "man," they mean "human" which means it includes you ladies, too.

I digress. What I'm trying to say is that the only thing you need on Valentine's Day is a cute (or ugly) little doggie to curl up on your lap and keep you warm! This is my Public Service Announcement...adopt a doggie!

If you do that, you will have the Best Valentine's Day ever!!!!! Trust me :-)

At least 5 days a week, my people wake up, go into the torture chamber (I think they call it "taking a shower") , take me for a quick walk and then give me a treat.

Every time, I take my treat over to my favorite stair and eat it. By the time I'm done eating it, they are gone! I don't know how they do that! They are very very sneaky!

So after getting bamboozled, I decide to set out in the house and look for something fun to do. I always ask the cat if she wants to join me, but that stupid cat just sits on her cat condo and stares annoyingly at me. Her loss.

Today, I plan to venture into the cat box and see what kind of treats are in there. My people don't understand why I am fascinated with cat poop, but I say "don't knock it until you try it!" :-)

After that, I think I'll take a nap. I'll start on top of my people's pillows and hope that the doorbell doesn't ring. Because if it does, my fun is over and I am forced to go under the bed until my people return. Don't judge me. I'm too young to die.  

Frequently, I hear my people talking about Buddy the Beagle. From what I can understand, he was my predecessor and lived with my people until he died. Now he lives in a box.

Evidently, he was an Alpha. I've always been intrigued by Alphas. Those guys aren't afraid of ANYTHING. I, on the other hand, am afraid of my own shadow.

That stupid cat I live with used to live with Buddy the Beagle. She tells me stories of that guy. He used to chase her around like a "real dog" should (her words...not sure what she means by that).

I tried to chase that stupid cat the other day and she turned around and swiped at me. Stupid cat. And she wonders why I spend time under the bed.

How fun it would be to not be afraid of anything!! I've been trying to channel Buddy the Beagle by playing with what my people refer to as "Buddy's toys."

I think it's working, too! Every now and then, my people look at me and say "Buddy? Are you in there?" Ironically, it is when I forget my manners and bark uncontrollably at what my people say is "nothing."

Buddy the Beagle sounds amazing! After all, he scared that stupid cat I live with. Wow! I wish I could do that!! Maybe someday... :-)

Today is my favorite day ever! My people call it "Saturday," but I call it "Bully Stick Day"!

Every Bully Stick Day, my people give me a bully stick to chew on. I love it so much, I drag it everywhere and just chew and chew and chew!

You know that game people play? The island game? If you were stranded on a desert island, what three things would you take? Easy!!! I'd take 3 bully sticks!!

What are you doing today? Me? I'll be eating a bully stick. And let this be a warning that if that stupid cat tries to take it from me, I'll run as fast as I can under the bed where it's safe.

Will someone please tell my people that we need to get out of bed and get me a bully stick??? Thanks! :-)

Every now and then, my people take me into the magic box. I love those days.

I think you people like to call the magic box a "car" or an "auto" or something like that. I call it the magic box. Let me explain.

Whenever my people take me into the magic box, I get all strapped in and I know we are off for quite the adventure! I never know where that magic box will take me!

Sometimes I get to go to the park, sometimes I get to go to the place where I get bully sticks and stuffed animals (my people call that place the "pet store.") I've even had the magic box take me to a cool place where my people sit down at a table outside and eat some good stuff! Other dogs are sitting at other tables and I even get a little bit of yummy food from my dude or from those little kids that live with me. (The lady never gives me stuff. Not sure why...something about not wanting to "spoil me." Whatever!)

One time that magic box did me wrong and I ended up at the vet, but for the most part that magic box takes me and my people on adventures!

I love that magic box!! Can't wait until my next adventure!