A meal is in my memory is birthday dinner about 11 years ago. During summer vacation at home. we are all together father, mother, cousin and pet dog. My mother made such a phenomenal spread and one pound of cream milk cake. I have a sweet tooth since childhood. So I like cream on the cake enough. After dinner Everybody sing a happy birthday song and bless me. As I was going to blow out the candles. My cousin ran to help blow. My mother cut the cake into pieces Triangle for everyone. When all the remaining cream cake and stuck on the box, so My mother took it to my dog. Suddenly, I ran into eating cream box with my dog. Now I still stunned why I go to eat the cream with my dog.