The Pug doesn’t get treats outside of her kibble, thanks to a tumultuous puppyhood that saw me almost lose her not once, but twice, to severe gastro issues.
So birthday cake at Casa Lola must be special, yet still consist only of her kibble.
I was evil again, I’m afraid, and made her wait to eat it while I took the photo…
…but as soon as I told her she could eat it…
Happy birthday week, babycakes.
6 responses to “Birthday … “Cake””
This delicate tummy thing is for the birds! Hopefully that was at least extra kibble for your birthday.
Only extra kisses. SEE? SHE JUST DOESN’T GET IT!
Lola Pug, I can’t help but wonder how long exactly it took your momma to stack those kibble just right… Glad you FINALLY got to chow down!
She did some fussy thing with them, Christy. They were warm and mushy, and she used some sort of shapey thing. I dunno. I just wanted to EAT IT!
Happy Birthday, Lola. I ate some treats for you, you adorable little princess!!!!:)
Birthday week? Birthday month! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONTH, MISS LOLA!