You were a white Chihuahua and every Sunday and Saturday. Your family who were your owners always took you to church, until you met another black and white Chihuahua, as they would let you off of the leash. You and Hilton which was his name would get to know each other better.

As months passed on and the weekends flew by, you and Hilton in private had a very important conversation about being married in the church. But it was hard because humans didn't understand what dogs were saying, so it was up to you to let the wedding happen.

And since today was Saturday and Hilton was at the vet for a check up. It was all in your paws for the wedding to happen to be with your loved one.