{"id":34355,"date":"2017-11-14T14:00:02","date_gmt":"2017-11-14T19:00:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.shapeways.com\/blog\/?p=34355"},"modified":"2017-12-21T14:17:56","modified_gmt":"2017-12-21T19:17:56","slug":"dog-mom-custom-puppy-cookie-cutter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.shapeways.com\/blog\/dog-mom-custom-puppy-cookie-cutter","title":{"rendered":"Be THAT Dog Mom with a Custom Puppy Cookie Cutter"},"content":{"rendered":"

As a small child, I desperately wanted a puppy — so much so that I had a little blue purse with a long strap that I named \u201cPurse Dog\u201d (I wasn\u2019t great with wordplay back then). I dragged Purse Dog around the house by the strap and tied her to the end of my bed at night so she wouldn\u2019t run away.<\/p>\n

That sounds so damn cute and tragic that I\u2019m actually a little shocked that my parents didn\u2019t run out immediately and buy me fifteen puppies. But as the years wore on, the closest we got to having a dog was\u00a0a pair of Tekno Dogs given to my sisters for Christmas and an antisocial rabbit named Smacky, and I lost interest in\u00a0canine companionship. I didn\u2019t necessarily dislike dogs, but\u00a0my lack of experience made me a little skittish around them, and I wasn\u2019t super in love with the idea of picking up poop for 10-15 years.<\/p>\n

Then I met Nick, and he, from the beginning of our relationship, started describing a future that included all SORTS of animal roommates (goats, chickens, peacocks\u2026), and the whole dog thing started to seem like a pretty good compromise. When we were planning our wedding, I would say something like, \u201cCan you believe it\u2019s only 60 days until our wedding?\u201d and Nick would counter with, \u201cYeah, but can you believe in 90 days we\u2019re getting a dog?\u201d It took all my willpower not to punch him in the throat\u00a0when he responded that way (note: violence is never the answer), but the writing was on the wall:\u00a0this puppy thing was happening.<\/p>\n

Much to Nick\u2019s chagrin, it took longer than 30 days to procure said puppy — quite a bit longer. But a little over four weeks ago, we met a tiny little mutt named Gray. She was the runt of her\u00a0litter, and even my somewhat-dog-apathetic-looking-ass almost cried, overwhelmed at her cuteness,\u00a0when she emerged from her carrier, all five pounds of slate-colored coat and misty gray eyes of her. We signed the papers and rechristened her Blanche Dogereaux.<\/p>\n

\"closeup<\/p>\n

We had to wait a week before we brought her home, and to occupy the time, I decided I needed to welcome her to our family\u00a0the only way I knew how: with a custom 3D printed knick-knack. A cookie cutter of her face seemed appropriate, as it both would forever crystallize her puppyhood AND cement my transition from care-free normal person into crazed, overbearing dog mom. I mean, Blanche is the Beyonc\u00e9 of dogs, no doubt. She slays, ok?\u00a0If that makes me Tina, so be it.<\/p>\n

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But back to cookie cutters.<\/p>\n

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\"3d<\/p>\n

The hardest part of this project is just drawing your design. Once that\u2019s ready, it only takes about 10 minutes to model it into a cookie cutter. And of course, you can use this same technique to make a cookie cutter of ANYTHING. Your face. Your sister\u2019s face. Your home state. Your house. A lung. Anything. Go wild.<\/p>\n

It took 3 weeks for me to actually USE said cookie cutter, because it turns out that puppies are basically just little demons in very, very cute bodies that love nothing more than screaming at you when you try to do something other than pay attention to them. But as you can see in the photos, the cookies are pretty\u00a0effing cute. Of course, in the 3 weeks since we brought Blanche home, she\u2019s changed so much that the cookie cutter now only bears a passing resemblance to her\u2026\u00a0another lesson in procrastination, courtesy of Kash.<\/p>\n

\"3d<\/p>\n

CUSTOM COOKIE CUTTER: BLANCHE DOGEREAUX EDITION<\/strong><\/h3>\n