Love is in the Air ~For Colonel Possum's Howling Dogs

"Sophia, why are you laying around all day on that couch?  And what for God's name is all that stuff surrounding you.  Plastic flowers, Sophia?  You gotta be kidding!  You know the Mistress doesn't like anything plastic?  She won't shop at Walmart's...actually she doesn't shop at all!  But that's beside the point.  I just want to know what you are doing decking your self out in doilies, hearts and flowers.  You betta watch out...somebody might think this is a bordello and you a fallen woman!"









"Excuse me Tuck.  I'm getting ready for Valentine's Day....did you not know that holiday of love is coming up?  I have just been reading Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnets.  Listen.  "How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways.  I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach..."








"Sophia, Sophia, Sophia...you are such a romantic.  Not me...I'm a man.  I can take it or leave it.  None of that lovey-dovey stuff for me. You wouldn't catch me dead celebrating such a silly holiday.  Fourth of July or Bastille Day...yes.  But Valentine's Day...that's for the birds...love birds that is.  Hey, what's that on the computer?"








"Mariana sent it to the Mistress.  It's a video of Colonel Possum's howling dogs.  My God, Tuck, if you howled like that the Mistress would drop you off at the Pound."









"Hey, I would like to hear them.  I've been taking voice lessons.  Maybe they can teach me a thing or two.








"Oh, Sophia...aren't they beautiful.  So sleek, so black, sooooooo gorgeous!"














"Tuck, you are insane!  They are just rug rats...from the other side of the tracks...turn off the computer now...forget those hussies."

"Sophia, I think they are singing a love song to me.  Sophia, help me.  Brush my hair and put some accessories on me...I want to look good...really good."

"I thought you said you didn't go in for all that lovey-dovey stuff.  PLEEEASE, LET ME TAKE A NAP!"







"Sophia, please help me....my loins are aching...I think I'm in love.  Please help me look my best!"

"Alright, come over here....I'll fix you up and you can go calling... maybe a few flowers....and a red fu-fu  bow.   Lay down so I can reach you.  Yup, your lookin' good, boy!






"I feel pretty, oh, so pretty"



"What do you think?  Do you think I look great?  Maybe I can be a Mormon and get two ladies for the price of one.  Remember that article Kathryn wrote about her great grandfather?  Woweeee, six wives!  So what say you, Sophia, Queen of Gather, am I going to wham them with my appearance?





"Hey, Sophia, I'm on my way....but....ummmmmmm.....just one problem.  Do you know the way to the Old Hippie's Corner?"







"What do you mean....your the intellectual around here?  You DON'T know how to get there?
What's that you say?  Put up my paw and just hitch a ride...somebody's bound to know.  Sounds good to me.  Tell the Mistress where I've gone....just like Jack Kerouac, I'm on the Road...I'm out of here.  Love is in the Air!  I can defy gravity!"


"Thank goodness that silly dog is gone....all he's thinking about is a one night stand...a little roll in hay.  That's not what Valentine's Day is all about!!  Everybody knows it's about CHOCOLATES!"