… about being single on Valentine’s Day.
In fact, it’s pretty much my favorite holiday of the year!
I am, however, without chocolate or flowers.
So I hereby humiliate myself in public and ask you, dear Corgi friends, to blow me a kiss, send a sloppy slurp, perhaps even throw a rose in my general direction, or say a sweet nothing.
(As I say, no shame).
The Millionaire Matchmaker would call this the kiss of death, actually sitting up and asking for attention, but hey … I am only following the example of the you-know-whoses, who are NEVER afraid to ask for what they want.
So there. I won’t beg (but I did think about it).