Southern Belle cupcake from The Cupcakery

Mommy is suffering from something called bar exam related stress. She mopes around. Spends all of her time at the kitchen table. Yells at me when I lose her yellow sticks under the couch. She's been particularly mopey for the past couple of days. Today, she came home and said she had a cure for the crankiness. Cupcakes.

I don't have any experience with cupcakes, other than one disaster when Mommy tried to make them. She did not do a good job, so I wasn't sure if I would like them. I was sleeping when Mommy tried her cupcake, but she tells me that it was divine.

Daddy, on the other hand, wanted his cupcake with some coffee. Since the smell of coffee often indicates Tiki treats, I got up from my nap to see what was happening. There I saw it.



Daddy let me lick off a good amount of the frosting. It was heaven. I let him have the rest since I was busy acting insane from the sugar running through my blood. I inspected the countertop. There are two more cupcakes living in a plastic cupcake jail. Here me now - I will be waiting for them. I think cupcakes may be one of my favorite foods now.