I'm preparing for a bomb of different sorts today and it is not due to the fact that it is the husbands birthday. . . . . Nope. It is not that. One of the dogs got into the cupcakes from the kitchen counter during the night. Chocolate peanut-butter fudge no less.
So, somehow and in someway one of our four-legged furries will be giving them back. And not in a good form either.
Birthdays, dogs and cupcakes. I'm not sure they entirely go well together. Thank the gods that be they don't know how to get into the vodka and wine.
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7 comments:
oh no!! bad dog! bad dog!
I hope the mess wasn't too bad!
What a thought!!
Happy Birthday to Thomas though...another December babe yay!
Fi...xxx
Yipes. Sounds like someone is going to have the runs! My pup got into a bag of potato chips at my parents' house while I was out of the country, and they said they found him later making his deposit on their bedroom carpet, and it was full of potato chip crumblies! haha. Dumb dogs. :)
Em
Ew, dogs and chocolate cake - that is gonna be BAD!
Happy Birthday to hubby!
Ew, dogs and chocolate cake - that is gonna be BAD!
Happy Birthday to hubby!
Um, yeah, good luck with that.
Happy Birthday to your hubby.
oh My!!!!
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