What should I do today? This is the new question I’ve been asking myself since being home with not much to do. It usually ends up with me saying that I’m going to do school that day and instead I’m on my phone all day and then usually at ten o’clock at night I start doing school stuff. I love mornings and am usually so much more productive then, but my house has been under construction for the past two weeks and will be under construction for the next couple of weeks. So, every morning instead of waking up gradually around seven o’clock, I usually get started awake by a saw at seven o’clock.
But I’ve been trying to continue doing my everyday routine by getting up early, doing my school work, taking a break, and then doing my homework. The other day I did kind of go crazy though. I woke up and started to do my normal thing and then I realized it was mt dog’s birthday. I know I’ve been talking about my dogs way to much on this blog, but at this point they are the only rays of sunshine in my life. Well my dog, who I will always call my puppy, turned nine this week. So, I did the only sensible thing a dog-crazy person would do, I made my dog a cake. I honestly looked up dog cake online, picked the first one, and it was SO easy to make. As soon as it was cool and I decorated it (don’t worry, everything I put in it and on it was safe for my dog), I gave some to Piper. She was so happy that I was intentionally feeding her something that might not be the healthiest for her, but hey it’s her birthday. I even tried some of the cake too and honestly it wasn’t that bad. I made it with everything that was edible for humans and it just tasted like a peanut butter biscuit.
Then without being any less crazy, I made an invitation to my dog’s birthday party, yes I threw her a birthday party. And then sent it out to my family. I would have invited her friends too, but with my state in lock down I can’t. So, we had a black tie dinner for her and then we sung happy birthday, and then I gave her more of her cake. She was so cute as she went feral from eating the cake. She literally spent about the next twenty minutes licking the ground where the cake was to make sure she got all of it. But the hardest part was if we came even a foot away from her she would start growling making her that it was her cake. After a while she got over this phase and came over to me asking for more cake. I’m such a sucker for her puppy-dog eyes, that I totally wanted to giver her more, but my mom said no because Piper is supposedly on a diet. My mom has been wondering why it hasn’t been working as well and the answer is that everything I eat, Piper gets half of it. She’s just too cute, I can’t help it. In the end, I’m just really happy she liked her cake and it was a way to relieve my boredom for a day and a distraction from all the construction.
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