Real puppies slobber too much, this is perfect.
When presented with a selection of cupcakes such as this, how on earth do you make a choice?! That little red rose in the front is calling to me, it's voice is sugary, soothing, seductive. "I look like embossed wallpaper, my rose looks like a real flower, don't you want a little taste?"
Someday I want to coat my whole arm in icing and dip it in a vat of sprinkles. I wouldn't know what to do next, sadly, once I'm thoroughly spackled with hardening icing and sugary bits. I wouldn't want to eat it, I just want to take pictures of it maybe and call myself "Ol' Donut Arm". I guess just a donut will do.