Ah, Valentine’s Day. A day for lovers and candies and cheesy Vermont Teddy Bears. A day for teenagers flush with first love to nervously make reservations at Olive Garden, grade-schoolers to anxiously choose the least mushy classroom Valentines exchange cards, and men the world over to grumble at the price gouging at the florist while simultaneously knowing they have no choice in the matter unless they want to sleep on the couch for a month.
It’s the lack of sincerity that makes it so schmaltzy for me, personally. If you’re not a romantic the other 364 days of the year, showing up with a Snoopy card and a Whitman’s sampler making googly eyes smacks more of rote formatting/ scared of consequences than of actually being, you know, overcome with the Valentine’s spirit or whatnot.
Now celebrating it with a pet is another story. There is nothing insincere about their genuine exuberant affections on Valentine’s Day, since of course they have no clue it is a holiday and are doing exactly what they do every other day of the year- ie love you unconditionally and without bounds. As any guy who ever ruthlessly used his dog as a wing-man will tell you, dogs are the original Cupid. Happy with a pet on the head and an extra treat at the end of the day.
I wasn’t planning on getting Brody anything specific, per se, but now that the day is bearing down on me I feel the need to make some sort of gesture (which will probably be a long walk or a big bully stick). I’m still debating. So help me out- who’s doing a pet V-Day present? What are you giving your ever adoring fluffball?