Whipped cream leftovers

This morning was boring again. In the afternoon I went to UVic Dog Park. I found my friend Albert. We played. I also met a dog named Koda who knew my person, even though I had never met her before. Why does my person know other dogs like this?

Afterward we went to the place called MurrayAndHeathers again. There was pork. And then there was this... Something called "whipped cream leftovers"...