Time flies when you’re in love – and there’s no greater example than me and my baby, Martini. He’s the light of our lives and clearly deserves a full birthday month (just like his mom), so we threw a party!
Here’s the 411 on the best *and* easiest puppy birthday cake and a pooch filled photo recap:
Listen, y’all – we’re in a shithole dumpster fire era that we’ll look back on as our ‘Great Depression”. It’s insanity – I refuse to try and wrap my head around it, and am staying the hell home at all costs unless the end-of-times supply of wine I bought runs out (priorities). This being said, we’ve gotta try and find some joy and normalcy amongst the madness.
Here’s my best tips to do so, chilled glass of Rosé firmly in hand:
Okay y’all : a news update. Jon and I adopted this sweet, unbelievably gorgeous little monster at the end of May. His name is Martini (@martinithedragdog, rather) – and he’s fucking teething like crazy and has caused us to bleed on multiple occasions.
Cue: dog toys.
If you’re the kind of person who doesn’t mind ripped up, slobbered over, dirty tennis balls all over the place – this post (and blog, probably) isn’t for you. Move on. But if you get it – first of all, I love you. Secondly, Buckle. UP!
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