Ever since I was a little girl, I dreamed of having a dog of my very own. I wanted one so much that every birthday and Christmas I asked for one. My mother got a kick out of making me dog-shaped birthday cakes instead of actually getting me a dog (a joke that I still don't find very funny). After 25 long years of yearning and waiting, I finally have one! Well, sort of. I guess you could say she's on loan from my husband's parents. We took her as a favor and because we wanted her.
Isn't she cute? Unfortunately no one told me how much work a dog would be. Maybe that's why my mother made dogs out of cake because then she wouldn't have to clean up after them! Daughter.