Will you be my Valentine?

Patch knew that his display of love may have been a touch premature but the scents carried by the wind were just simply too alluring. 
He knew full well that Ginger would not wait another ten days either. 
He carefully deposited his doggy Valentine's card outside her house, sniffed the air one last time, and headed back home, wishing he wasn't born with Jack Russel's legs, and hoping that that German Shepard bollix from no.4 wouldn't be able to jump over the wall of her back garden...