Sam: No, Lucky!
Mom: Bad dog!
Sam: Oh no . . . My Valentines . . .
Mom: I'm sorry, Sam.
Mom: Lucky is a good dog.
Mom: But he likes to chew on things.
Sam: What am I going to do? The class party . . .
Mom: Everyone will understand.
Mom: Come on, honey. It's time to go.
Sam: Thank you, Lulu.
Lulu: Where are your Valentines?
Sam: It's a long story.
Freddie: Here you go.
Sam: Sorry, Freddie. I don't have any cards.
Sam: My dog ate them.
Freddie: That's okay, Sam.
Mrs. Swan: You look sad, Sam.
Sam: My dog ate my cards.
Mrs. Swan: Your mom called to tell me.
Mrs. Swan: It sounds like Lucky had a little snack!
Sam: And now I don't have Valentines for anyone.
Mrs. Swan: Yes, you do.
Sam: What?
Sam: Mom!
Mom: Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!
Mom: These treats are from Sam!