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A VERY PUPPY VALENTINE! By Maria Hudgins

My friend Sadie wants you to have a very happy Valentine and she reminds all of us that puppies need love too! They certainly mustn’t eat the chocolate in those beautiful boxes, but there are plenty of ways to show your love on this special day. I personally dislike peanut butter spread on dog bones because of what it does to the rug, but there are some easy ways to make treats that have your own special touch.

 Here’s my favorite recipe for Easy No Bake Treats:

 Ingredients:

     Canned pumpkin.

     Plain Yogurt

     Peanut butter.

     Bacon (sautĂ©ed until crisp and crumbled)

     (Notice I’m not giving you exact amounts. Use your own judgement.)

Directions:

     Mix first three ingredients, form into small balls, and roll in the bacon.

More ways to celebrate Valentine’s Day:

  • Take your dog for a walk and stop when he wants to. Let him sniff as long as he wants.
  • Sit in the yard or on the porch with your pooch. Just you and him/her.
  • Invite another dog over for a play date.
  • Read a book with a dog as the central character. I recommend Dog On It by Spencer Quinn
  • Does your dog pay any attention to the TV? Check out the Videos for Dogs on YouTube.
  • Take a minute to think about all the ways your dog makes your own life happier and remember that you are the center of hers.

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About the Author:

MARIA HUDGINS is a mystery writer and a former high school science teacher. She is the author of the Dotsy Lamb Travel Mysteries, the Lacy Glass Archaeology Mysteries and several published short stories. Her favorite things are traveling, reading, dogs, and cats. She lives in Hampton, Virginia. 

Website: https://mariahudgins.com/

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