We gave Fletcher a walker designed to strike fear in the heart of every right-thinking terrier.
"I got it, Dad...quit showing me already!"
Finally, the day we've all been waiting for.
Yellow cake with chocolate cream cheese frosting.
Made from scratch - if you're going to have to wait a whole year for you own cupcake, it better be homemade, right?
He could not eat it fast enough. I think he thought we had forgotten to take it away the way we normally do.
Rawr. I'm a bear - the kind that steals pic-a-nic baskets filled with cake.
Fear me.
And give me more cake.
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