So. Just when I thought my human would never believe in the Food = Love thing, something completely awesome happened. And that something was cupcakes.
Yesterday was my human's special-day, so The Man got her a little pink box of tiny little cakes to celebrate getting old (because food = love!). Lucky for me, my human doesn't like chocolate so all the little cakes were totally eatable. Even luckier for me, The Man knew my human would have fun watching me eat a cupcake, so he got a few extras. And just when I thought I couldn't possibly get any luckier, I got luckier.
Three words: Bacon. Maple. Cupcake.
There was no way my human was going to eat anything with bacon in it, even if it was a cupcake. And Dutch can't reach the table, so this bacon-studded piece of love was all mine. It was gone in half a second, but I LOVED every half second of it.
For the record, I was totally right. Food = love. Especially food with bacon in it.
PS: I know I've been talking about food A LOT lately, but my human promises we'll start having adventures again soon.