Peanut made me a Valentine. Isn't that the sweetest? I've never had a Valentine before. I'm now trying to mail myself to his house. Mama says just because I'm on a stamp doesn't mean the US Postal Service is going to actually send me. Well, a girl has got to try, doesn't she? Mama is just afraid I won't come back (word is Peanut has an endless supply of Fancy Feast). OK, if I can't send myself, I want to send him a fishy head. Mama says I might give Iris (Peanut's mommy) a heart attack. Nothing is working out today. I'm sorry, Peanut!