Any kind of cupcakes.
So does Molly.
She's my dog.
Part poodle, part schizu. We call her a shits-poo.
Sorry, don't mean to be rude.
Molly won't eat dog food but she'll eat anything else: horse poo, chocolate, cookies and cupcakes, of course.
She also likes birthday cake.
One year my daughter, Liz, made a fabulous chocolate cake for someone's birthday. We were in the other room after dinner letting our supper settle, and I went back into the kitchen only to see Molly up on the table, face buried in chocolate fudge icing.
Anyway, this blog is about me and Molly.
Just me and her against the world.
And all the cupcakes we can eat.