My Furry Valentine

Technically, I'm my wife's furry valentine. We have some plans tonight. I heard the word "naughty surprise" bandied about for later in the evening. As for our immediate plans, we're headed out to a fancy (for the price, it better be) dinner at a local eatery called "Camilo's". We had some plans to head out to Whittier for equally expensive dinner fare with some great musical accompaniment, but our schedules could not coincide with their availability for reservations. This place was a back-up plan. I also did not forget to get my wife some flowers . . . almost doesn't count. If everything goes right tonight, this beard of mine should get a stroking worth replaying in my mind for days, even months to come.