What is all this commotion about Valentine's Day? I don't even know what it is. The Mistress spent a lot of time in the kitchen, cooking and doing what she calls, "setting a romantic table for two". I have on several occasions tried to sit at the table, but always get chased out of the chair.
The Mistress' intent was to surprise the Tim with an incredible feast, fine wine, and his favorite dessert, which of course, is Tiramisu. She cheated, due to time constraints and went to Fresh Market for the dessert.
It was she who got the surprise when the Tim arrived home an hour earlier than expected. When the meal was ready to serve, the Tim wanted to banish us dogs to another area. My Mistress promised we would be good and we complied in hopes of a bit of salmon or Prosciutto.
The whole evening was way too sappy and mushy for my tastes. Humans....geesh!