Stay classy, bitches.

One of these lovely ladies turns two years old today and is a clumsy, ball-obsessed, rusty-crotched monstrosity that you can’t help but love, and the other is my friends’ dog.

Oh, and one of them sells delicious french desserts. Go buy some now.

So, I guess this is a thing now, three points define a plane after all. Everyone needs to stop aging before it gets out of hand.