Fast forward a few months and I have finally sent a congratulatory package of dog biscuits. Actually, they were Baby's idea.
Baby was Lacey's dog and I took her in while living in Kentucky. She's been with me for several years. Even so, Lacey continues to be my Baby's mama and there isn't a better wedding gift (although late) that a package of Milkbones. Hey, I did wrap the bones in the colors of the wedding. That counts, right? And it is good karma even if I'm slow to act.