For my dog.
First, I got her a cake at Kroger:
I let Boy Child hold the cake plate. I'm no fool.
Yeah, it was gone in about 12 seconds.
And she was all like, "THANKS MOM!" Probably? She burped.
Last night I was holding the dog and Jason commented that she has dry skin. I said, "Yes! Because she's MY dog!"
He looked skeptical, so I quickly explained, "She has hair like me! Curly and unruly! She has dry skin like me!"
At that moment, Ginger burped so loudly that the people three houses over went, "What the hell?"
And I said, immediately, "See! She takes after you too!"
It was a great evening.