I had a boyfriend break up with me on Valentines day, I was obviously crushed. But soon after I got a call from a local animal shelter. I had been on their waiting list for a small sized dog for about a year, and they had two that they wanted me to come meet. I was looking for a female since that's all I had ever owned, but the female was a rowdy little minx, so they suggested I look at the male first. I took him outside to walk him a little, and he promptly peed on my truck tire. I fell for his little "branding" trick, and he's been the man of the house ever since.
I celebrate his birthday on Valentine's day, and he gets gifts every year.
