Valentine’s Day is nigh, and Poppy has some V-Day advice for all you pet lovers out there wondering how you can pamper your pooch or care for you kitty. HPS customers will know Poppy as one of our iconic shop pets that you can usually find at your ankles whenever you come into our shop. In addition to her famous perky ear, Poppy is known for being a dog that isn’t afraid to tell you what she wants, so when we told her we were interested in hearing about her perfect Valentine’s Day, she was all ear.
My Perfect Valentine's Day
Valentine's Day is fast approaching, and if you’re anything like me, you are the center of somebody’s world. I’m the pride and joy of my person’s world, and Valentine’s Day should be a day where that undying love is taken to the extreme. What do I mean by extreme? I mean Valentine's morning hits, and BOOM, intense snuggles and pets; none of this half-hearted, one hand on me, one hand on your phone petting. I mean, full contact rub down with constant eye contact until I say otherwise. I want my breakfast in bed, I don’t care how messy of an eater I am. If that bowl of food is not directly brought to me, and placed in a manner where I don’t even have to get up from my prone position, you will hear about it. Or more accurately, you will be able to see the disappointment in my eyes, which I happen to know is kryptonite to humans.
After breakfast, I will immediately need a walk—a lengthy walk. I’m not talking about a leisurely stroll around the block; no, I’m talking about an intense, go-as-long-as-I-want-and-sniff-everything-in-sight kind of walk. Later, post-walk, and after a nap of course, we’ll begin our Valentine’s Day bonding time.
For our first bonding experience we will be traveling to the beach. Really, I would be happy with any of the beaches around Humboldt County, but I would prefer Clam Beach because it’s the best place to chase after my ball, which we will be doing, for as long as I please. Then, when I have decided I know longer want to chase my ball, we will travel to Mad River Brewery in Blue Lake, where we will sit on the dog friendly patio and share a basket of french fries - possibly two. I haven’t decided on that, and when I do decide it’s 100% my prerogative to change my mind at any point.
After the french fries I’m going to need another nap. This nap might need to be a bit longer, and I am not to be disturbed for any reason; though if you open the refrigerator I will come running, and if I get up from my nap because you opened the refrigerator and am then not even offered a snack I will be livid. Again, this is Valentine’s Day, and I am your valentine, so I should be treated in a queen-like fashion, end of discussion.