Mar 10, 2009

They'll never get that $24.99 back.

When we were young, we had a toy poodle (Hey, Pepe! Hope you're enjoying lots of Liver Treats in Heaven.) My mom used to let him sit at our table on his birthday and eat ground beef or something "special" from a bowl.

As an adult, I look back on that and think, "WOW. That was really over-the-top. I wouldn't let Scout eat at the table no matter how hard the boys begged." Mom really humored us back in the day.

But even though she let Pepe eat at the table with us, I'm pretty sure she never ordered a customized birthday cake for him. And he was a "real pet," with emotions and the ability to communicate and a normal, non-rodent-like tail.

Because this made me giggle today when I saw it, I present to you: A birthday cake for pets that some people would consider it a stretch to call "pets."

1 comment:

Megan @ Hold it Up to the Light said...

Whenever I need to smile...I head to cakewrecks. Thanks for reminding me.

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