After this picture was taken, I ended up chasing Franke around my neighborhood because she ate six heart-shaped sugar cookies I left on the table by accident, and took off sprinting like a crystal meth addict. Six cookies for a five pound dog is like 100 for a normal sized human. Fucking epic sugar high. Needless to say, she bit a poor girl who tried to save her from running out into the street, and I ruined my stilettos in the crusty leftover snow on the sidewalk.
