I was in the kitchen, baking for Christmas Eve, when I heard my boyfriend Michael yelling from the other room, "Danielle, look at the dogs' collars! There is something wrong with them." I picked up my dog Kobi, looked at his collar and said there was nothing wrong with it. Then, he told me to pick up Tiki because there was something on his collar. So, I picked up Tiki and on his collar was a Christmas tag that said, "Marry me?" It had said, "Will you" on Kobis' tag, but I had picked up the wrong dog first. As I turned around, Michael was down on one knee and asked me to marry him with a ring in his hand.