She's three now. I call her my cupcake. I spoil her... but in a good way. This fine display of spoilage only set me back a mere five bucks at a yard sale.
There was a lot to show my Cupcake. We took her and Gracie for a walk and passed these gorgeous daisies along the way.
Gracie was pooped upon our return, but agreed to pose for a few nice pictures with her cookie connection, who also goes by the name Rissie.