Stopping to Smell the Flowers

The doorbell rang a few minutes ago. We responded with the appropriately loud, non-stop barks and ran for the door. Dogdad, working from home, picked up JH and put him in the guest bathroom. Then he picked me up while Mom answered the door.

There stood a lady with flowers. Mom said what moms always say, "For me?"

She brought the flowers inside while Dogdad put me down and rescued JH. She picked up the card and said, "I bet they're from my aunt." Dogdad just smiled. She read the card and got all teary -- discovering they were actually from him. (And from us, of course!!).

['Scuse the stuff on the table -- but this was a moment not to be missed as we all stopped to smell the flowers.]

Happy Valentine's Day everybody --furry and not.

Jake