When I was 7, my mom made a beautiful, decorated cake for my neighbor. She’s not a baker, but she decked it out with fancy flowers and writing. She left it on the table and we didn’t worry because our dog had never, ever jumped up on the table before. Just as we were getting the cake to present to the birthday girl, we noticed that all of the decorations had been carefully licked off. Thankfully, my pup had left the chocolate icing behind. We just had ice cream for that birthday!