The point of all this is that David promised we could make cookies today (my day off!) and now he is blustering about there being a "mess." Little does he know there's going to be a mess if he doesn't make cookies - his face after receiving several blows from my (ringed!) fist. And there's the REAL reason I picked out this wedding ring - maximum pain.
Moxie has mostly stopped growing, topping out at 52 pounds. She is a very nice size - I can still (pretty) easily carry her and fashion her into a lapdog. We did buy her a slightly too large collar, having assumed her neck would get even thicker and fluffier than it already is, but that's ok - now the Maneses puppy Maya can dangle off the extra collar material in a particularly adorable way. Apparently there are no pictures of this, which must be rectified immediately. Here's a video of them playing to bide your time.
