I used to think people who do weird things for their pets, treating them like children, was absurd. Notice I said was. I was also a cat person before moving away from the farm. Pepper, my Boston Terrier, made me switch teams.
She does have a “nice collar” for going out to see her doggy friends, and I have plans to sew a vest-like contraption for winter. I have dressed her in Little Sister’s summer dress just to get a laugh. She explodes with affection every time I walk in the door, no matter if I went to get the mail or spent all day at work. I hope to have her forever.
Speak of the Boston, Pepper just knows when I’m talking (or writing) about her and came over to check on me as I’m typing this post.
Well, Pepper reached her second birthday… I made a cake to celebrate!
It was somewhat last-minute so I used a lemon cake mix and made a thick pudding filling. Pepper didn’t get to eat her cake, but her humans enjoyed several slices for her.