Who needs Valentine’s Day?
I love my husband, Mark.
I don’t need a special day to know it, feel it or show it. It just is.
I especially love him when I see flashes of his old, naughty sense of humor. As we get older and life gets harder, I see less and less of it.
So, it was a wonderful treat the other day to log onto Facebook and see the following post about Oliver:
“Got a citronella spraying bark collar for the Barkinator. Still yaps his brainless head off but now smells lemony fresh at least.”
That’s my Mark…