For my favourite dog

Its just a slice of cake.... because its exactly what I'll get for her every birthday, even with the limited pocket money I used to have in the past. She doesn't eat the entire thing of course (I eat the rest =P) but it was great seeing her happily digging into the cake once each year... a cake that belonged to her and not us.

1st of March 1989. A date I will never forget. I was just 9, and a very special white dog came into my life. If she were still here with me today, she would be 17.

Hope she receives this cake today =).

I miss you Jessie girl... I really do.

Happy Birthday!