Cookies

Mom has discovered my addiction. She has been baking cookies for two days now, to sell at the Legacy Boxer Rescue Bow-Wow Bowl. I have spent the whole time in the kitchen with her. I lick up every little crumb that falls on the floor. I love cookies.

I was mad a couple of weeks ago when mom made chocolate chip cookies, because she kept telling me "Chocolate is not good for dogs," and she wouldn't let me have any. But yesterday, she made oatmeal scotchies, and she let me and Dakota share a cookie. I don't know if you have ever smelled cookies baking or tasted a fresh cookie, but it is heaven. So we need a new rule in our house. MORE COOKIES!