" My Heart Belongs to Daddy..."

You would think maybe the first person I might think of on Valentine's Day would be Mom. But on the contrary, its Daddy. Every good pack needs a leader and noted key enforcers to keep things moving. But little do people know that a good pack also needs a rock. That's right...a rock. The one person that the whole pack can rely on, depend on, trust and break themselves against when times are ruff. Beeelieve me when you live with my mommie things can definitely get a little "ruff." What's the word Daddy calls her sometimes, monster? Anyway that's what Daddy is for us...a rock. And I love my rock. I love curling up by his butt while he plays games, dropping my wet spitty toy onto his controller while he's playing games, takin pee breaks together, licking his beard for surprises, watching Pawn Stars together and so much more. 

Happy Valentine's Day Daddy...you're our rock and we love you more than anything else in the whole world...even more than cookies!

The first day, our ride home...i once was a wee lass in daddys arms.